Oh boy, if you could see what I am seeing now:
four motors flying a half mile above the ground
In their path the trees will all be hewn down
Ol' sol won't have to work hard to come up and around

Those trees and our enemies will bow down to us
Never to rise, forever to rest
Am I certain of this?
Am I certain of anything?

All I need is you, even a half truth of your silhouette in my living room
What am I to do with my love for you?
Should I bury it with those letters written to me from you?

So you think that those city boys would serve Sam well?
I believe that anyone could when they're not living in some living hell
What makes a man?
Is it his circumstance?
What kind of thief could a man be if he's never had a want or a need for anything?

Whose hand above are we swinging in?
And who is he accountable to in the end?
Oh my God, I see it all, I see the end;
his face is facing me and the ground is facing him
Is he different than me?
I am different than anyone?

All I need is you, even a half truth of your silhouette in my living room
What am I to do with my love for you?
Should I bury it with those letters written to me from you?


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