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The story is in the soil
Loose leaves cover the ground
There are volumes in the forest no one reads out loud
If I could take them down off of that mountain shelf...we used to climb but no one tries to go up that far now
Yeah, we're all too busy working, entertaining ourselves, 40 hours, television and prescription pills
Well, I take two a day to make my brain behave
It never does but who is to say, at least my doctor gets paid
So that's fine, yeah come by, we will take the afternoon off
We can kiss and undress or if you want just talk
Because I have got nothing real, just empty space to fill
And you are my girl, I like your style, just imagine all the time we could kill

And time's not poison but once you drink it all you'll die
So lets just sip it real slow, yeah, we can nurse it all night
Try to believe that once its gone they will pour another round
and come back to life
We'll come right back

well, it's all moving faster now, yeah, and that's what they said
And though some days still take forever I can't disagree
Because it seems to me that I wake up and sleep, look in the mirror have no idea what happened in between
But I remember counting days down until the year could be done
So I could scatter all my notebooks on the prep school lawn
And disappear again into a summer's bliss of staying out and sleeping in and getting drunk with my friends
now that's gone and I know that it won't ever come back
I accept
I won't cling to what I had in the past but life's a slippery slope
Regret is the steepest hill
Hope for the best
Plan for the worst and maybe wind up somewhere in the middle
And I'm not saying that I know what I want
But I know what I don't, don't want to rot in my room and never know what could have been, believe what everyone else tells me is true

They will say 'true'
(yeah, they say its true!)
yeah they say 'true'
(they say, yeah they say, they say
yeah they say 'true')
(That's what they say
that's it)