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One, two, one, two, three

Last night
Turned on the TV
Looked out the window
And then pulled down the shades
And I came to
The conclusion
My mind could not be made

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She said: Well what're you thinking?
I'm just a-wondering
Is it something that I did?"
I said: It's nothing
Just something
I picked up as a kid

I hear a loudly empty spaces
I see a big hole in the view
I feel an outline that traces
An imaginary path back to you
This ain't no ordinary blue

Last night
For a split sec
I was a train-wreck
I was a complicated guy
I hope we don't find
This's the last time
We ever say goodbye

The orange gleam
Is rising
On the horizon
Of the outskirts of my mind
I sat and listened
As it glistens
It says "Leave the past behind"

I hear a loudly empty spaces
I see a big hole in the view
I feel an outline that traces
An imaginary path back to you
This ain't no ordinary blue

Too cold to hold
Too deep to swim to
Too cold to hold
Too deep to swim to

Last night
Turned on the TV
Looked out the window
And then pulled down the shades

Writer(s): John E Prine, Keith Sykes

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