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Sock in the breeze blown away into the trees Days turn to months I watched it turn brown on the low-hung branch I was for liberation I want to be loved I'm impatient Sun in your face and you say you’ve turned the page Now that it's done do you want to have some fun with someone Anyone else who is feeding Everyone's scared of the real thing Rage is like sand It will slip right through your hands Love is a pearl that will open you back up to the world Salt of the earth you were never If I eat the dirt will it make mе clever? Will it make mе clever? Will it make me clever? I was never Will it make me clever? I was never From Letras Mania