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Here i am again perfect timing

The strings are ringing and the words are rhyming

I used to hate the fool in me but only in the morning

Now i tolerate him all day long



Out on the highway

I hear the moaning

That low and lonesome whistle you only know from longing

And through those naked trees got the windows blowing orange

Taking over that cold shoulder racing by




I might have known before

If i've got this old before

I thought i got too cool to give a damn

Do you see in dreams at night scenes to spend the afterlife

Trying to live the last one down



Here i am again perfect timing

The strings are ringing and the words are rhyming

I used to hate the fool in me but only in the morning

Now i tolerate him all day long