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MY OLD ADDICTION
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MY OLD ADDICTION,
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My old addiction
changed the wiring in my brain
so that when it turns the switches
then i am not the same
so like the flowers toward the sun
i will follow
stretch myself out thin
like there's a part of me that's already buried
that sends me out into this window
My old addiction
is a flood upon the land
this tiny lifeboat
can keep me dry
but my weight is all
that it can stand
so when i try to lean just a little
for just a splash to cool my face
ahh that trickle
turns out fickle
fills my boat up
five miles deep
my old addiction
makes me crave only what is best
like these just this morning song birds
craving upward from the nest
these tiny birds outside my window
take my hand to be their mom
these open mouths
would trust and swallow
anything that came along
like my old addiction
now the other side of day
as the springtime
of my life's time
turn's the other way
if a swan can have a song
i think i know that tune
but the page is only scrawled
and i am gone this afternoon
but the page is only scrawled
and i am gone this afternoon
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My old addiction changed the wiring in my brain so that when it turns the switches then i am not the same so like the flowers toward the sun i will follow stretch myself out thin like there's a part of me that's already buried that sends me out into this window My old addiction is a flood upon the land this tiny lifeboat can keep me dry but my weight is all that it can stand so when i try to lean just a little for just a splash to cool my face ahh that trickle turns out fickle fills my boat up five miles deep my old addiction makes me crave only what is best like these just this morning song birds craving upward from the nest these tiny birds outside my window take my hand to be their mom these open mouths would trust and swallow anything that came along like my old addiction now the other side of day as the springtime of my life's time turn's the other way if a swan can have a song i think i know that tune but the page is only scrawled and i am gone this afternoon but the page is only scrawled and i am gone this afternoon
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