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Prior Things - Hop Along
Just a few minutes after taking them I realized
Hundreds of buzzing flies were all over me
I looked up and there you were reading
You were on your own you were on vacation
You were on vacation
Vacation means leave
Means obliterate all prior things
Here why don't I try
Why don't I try to make you mine
Why is a lack of imagination the crime
Why don't I try
Why don't I try to make you mine
Why don't I back you up against this moment
So when you finally go you go
You go you go you go
And when you choose to go
I resume my little road
And nobody needs to know
Will know
Will know
Will know
Will know that I ever meant to leave
My little lower road road road road
I watch the bird feeder out back in my parents' yard
The weight of that bluejay
The bully steals it all
And what must happen in your mind
When you create those silences
Well never mind never mind I don't want to see
I know it's got nothing to do with me
Here why don't I try
Why don't I try to move aside
I'm still soft I'm still in my prime
Why don't I try
Why don't I try to move aside
I'm still soft it's still my time
And when you finally go you go
You go you go you go you go
When you choose to go
I resume my little road
And nobody needs to know
Will know
Will know
Will know
Will know that I ever meant to leave
My little lower road
And when you finally go you go
You go you go you go you go
When you choose to go
I resume my little road
And nobody needs to know
Will know
Will know
Will know
Will know that I was only holding your place on this
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
Your little lower road
