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Low Season Lyrics
They found me with my head on my chest
In too deep of a rest
He never made good on a dream
He rather sleep it seems
Back down in a low season
I don’t think I like where I am going
They found me in a grave made of stitches
Feet still wet from wading ditches
He overslept in this town
An awkward wheel that rattles around
They found me with a list in my hand
Of all I’d do when given the chance
He waited for what the world would bring
But the world never owed him a thing
In too deep of a rest
He never made good on a dream
He rather sleep it seems
I don’t think I like where I am going
Feet still wet from wading ditches
He overslept in this town
An awkward wheel that rattles around
Of all I’d do when given the chance
He waited for what the world would bring
But the world never owed him a thing
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