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Wood burnin' up on the hill
Cedar drawer full of pills, and it's quiet
Like snow through the trees
Well I did what I did
and I didn't mean anything
Where you come from and where you go
who you talk to and who you know, When you're lying
in fields of green
Well I did what I did
And I didn’t mean anything
The sunrise, dry eyes, red morning
The Smoke stacks, old hats, still learning
And I don't know how I got this far down
Where's the ceiling?
And I don't know how I got this far down
Where's the ceiling?
Her eyes are wide open right out of her head.
Cause she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit
Well I did what I did
And I’d do it all over again
I remember everything, little girl learning to sing cause she's crying
all over me
Well I did what I did,
and I didn't mean anything
The sunrise, dry eyes, red morning
The Smoke stacks, old hats, still learning
And I don't know how I got this far down
Where's the ceiling?
And I don't know how I got this far down
Where's the ceiling?
Her eyes are wide open right out of her head,
Cause she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit
Well I did what I did
And I’d do it all over again
Here are the right lyrics for this son (from the wild feathers website)
Wood burnin' up on the hill Cedar drawer full of pills, and it's quiet Like snow through the trees Well I did what I did and I didn't mean anything Where you come from and where you go who you talk to and who you know, When you're lying in fields of green Well I did what I did And I didn’t mean anything The sunrise, dry eyes, red morning The Smoke stacks, old hats, still learning And I don't know how I got this far down Where's the ceiling? And I don't know how I got this far down Where's the ceiling? Her eyes are wide open right out of her head. Cause she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit Well I did what I did And I’d do it all over again I remember everything, little girl learning to sing cause she's crying all over me Well I did what I did, and I didn't mean anything The sunrise, dry eyes, red morning The Smoke stacks, old hats, still learning And I don't know how I got this far down Where's the ceiling? And I don't know how I got this far down Where's the ceiling? Her eyes are wide open right out of her head, Cause she's cleared of a crime that she could not commit Well I did what I did And I’d do it all over again
We should be easy (Repeats)