I was born on the first day of December
That means the beginning of the end
Between the last in the line of an emotional time
And the patriarchal rash in the wind
That means the beginning of the end
Between the last in the line of an emotional time
And the patriarchal rash in the wind
And I’m overwhelmed at the range of emotion
I can ride in some high, lonesome sound
I get so low I need a little pick-me-up
I get so high I need a bring-me-down
I get so high I need a bring-me-down
I can ride in some high, lonesome sound
I get so low I need a little pick-me-up
I get so high I need a bring-me-down
I get so high I need a bring-me-down
…
M. Ward, Stars of Leo
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