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Weeding Lyrics

I only know them as who they are to me:
a**assins of orchids flowering
Come home on Sunday, come home Tuesday at noon
And leave behind the low down minds
And your lonesome Lone Star tune
I went out to see what it was all about
Then silence swept over me
It wasn't lonely like I'd imagined
Just lonely like it'd always been

I bled for them and I cared for them
And I kept them under glass
But hopes have stems and dainty blooms
That wither much too fast
Here's the road, the lengthy 10 that drove me here to you
Take it down and go back home now
You go back home black and blue
I made a decision in a bad situation
I made a decision when nothing was good
And I knew I would lose
Look up love don't you see my love
Yellow rose colored sky
The storm that comes a thorn my love
In your sweetheart's good-bye
"Darling please stay with me now
And don't say we're through"
But it's in my head and not my thumb
And there's nothing I can do - now, but cry.
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