A Seed to Start a Garden
Two step
Won't go
You've yet to get with my flow
Who's next
Who knows
You bet the best is still close
Well there's some thoughts up in my head that I don't want to lose
Don't know what's around the bend, but I want to choose
I spend a lot of time in bed, but got a lot to do
A lot of signs I could've read, but I got confused
Too much time I spend looking back, that was always true
I put the pen into the pack, and then I start anew
Once again, I lend myself some extra leg room
Once again, I let myself depart too soon
Let's fly to the moon, never coming back
I've grown so tired of the blues
We can try to resume how we was on track
Way back in time with a new view
Don't waste your mind on the intervals
Don't waste your breath on a bet
So take my time as a literal
Don't break my stride, not yet
And there's some thoughts up in my head that I don't want to lose
Don't know what's around the bend, but I want to choose
Walked along the ledge, till I caught a view
Then I wandered through the dredge till a Hosta grew
Now I'm tossing you a seed to start a garden
Might drop a few hints at where to dig
While they're chopping down trees for better parking
And cropping out knees for better pics
I'm fixed with my eyes to the sky at least as high as the horizon
I try to reach it till I've dried up all my trying
And I'm lying by the highway in a pile
At least I tried to do it my way for a while
Let's fly to the moon, never coming back
I've grown so tired of the blues
We can try to resume how we was on track
Way back in time with a new view
Don't waste your mind on the intervals
Don't waste your breath on a bet
So take my time as a literal
Don't break my stride, not yet
Two step
Won't go
You've yet to get with my flow
Who's next
Who knows
You bet the best is still close
Won't go
You've yet to get with my flow
Who's next
Who knows
You bet the best is still close
Well there's some thoughts up in my head that I don't want to lose
Don't know what's around the bend, but I want to choose
I spend a lot of time in bed, but got a lot to do
A lot of signs I could've read, but I got confused
Too much time I spend looking back, that was always true
I put the pen into the pack, and then I start anew
Once again, I lend myself some extra leg room
Once again, I let myself depart too soon
Let's fly to the moon, never coming back
I've grown so tired of the blues
We can try to resume how we was on track
Way back in time with a new view
Don't waste your mind on the intervals
Don't waste your breath on a bet
So take my time as a literal
Don't break my stride, not yet
And there's some thoughts up in my head that I don't want to lose
Don't know what's around the bend, but I want to choose
Walked along the ledge, till I caught a view
Then I wandered through the dredge till a Hosta grew
Now I'm tossing you a seed to start a garden
Might drop a few hints at where to dig
While they're chopping down trees for better parking
And cropping out knees for better pics
I'm fixed with my eyes to the sky at least as high as the horizon
I try to reach it till I've dried up all my trying
And I'm lying by the highway in a pile
At least I tried to do it my way for a while
Let's fly to the moon, never coming back
I've grown so tired of the blues
We can try to resume how we was on track
Way back in time with a new view
Don't waste your mind on the intervals
Don't waste your breath on a bet
So take my time as a literal
Don't break my stride, not yet
Two step
Won't go
You've yet to get with my flow
Who's next
Who knows
You bet the best is still close
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Writer(s): Forest Zabriskie
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