Know It to See It

Take your bag, get in the car, get in the car
And drive it
Somewhere quiet
Where you can sit at the wheel for a real short minute, smoking a cigarette
'Cause it's time for it to leave you and you know it will go
It's long gone tucked under brush and scrub, overland, roadless
Slipping through fences
Oh, I know it to see it, I see it all the time

You felt small and free like a kid
'Cause now it don't care what you did
Or what you might do
You felt light, and somehow see through
It's not love, it's not 'cause of love
It's not a blessing or a curse, I don't know what it is
But I know it to see it, and I know it when I don't see it
And I don't see it in you



Credits
Writer(s): Tamara Lindeman
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