"Free Of Hope" as written by and Vic Chesnutt....
Bricks are dirty, lakes are dead the
Family dog is mad baby brother's science
Beakers are all broken now the
Yard peacocks are all sad board games are
Boring may they rot on the shelf
Big brother's at Columbia University
Quote unquote he's tanning beaver
Pelts subtle as a billboard oh so refined
Smoking through my chimney burning

Up this life of mind free of hope, free of the
Past thank you God of nothing I'm free at last
Free of hope, free of the past thank you
God of nothing I'm free at last
I'm free at last

A chip on the shoulder usually means there's wood up above
But no many at this shiny oblong table is very,
Very fibrous picnic demographics I'm scorched and corn fed leaning

On the banister I know it's just another
20, 20 years of sweat making up his
Milkdud mind gnawing on a Charleston
Chew ooh, look inside his hothouse eyes see
His budding youth free of hope, free of
The pas thank you God of nothing I'm
Free at last free of hope, free of the past thank
You God of nothing I'm free at last I'm free at last


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"Free of Hope" as written by Vic Chesnutt

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