the sun stars shine through your straw hat
I followed the wind to your door
knocked the three knocks
we agreed
he looked at me like he knew me
picked up on the side of the road
he could build a house with his own hands
sleep beside it and dream
we stand, road beneath our feet
sun on my brow, blisters on my heels
step into dark
you still have that soap in your mouth
I followed the wind to your door
knocked the three knocks
we agreed
he looked at me like he knew me
picked up on the side of the road
he could build a house with his own hands
sleep beside it and dream
we stand, road beneath our feet
sun on my brow, blisters on my heels
step into dark
you still have that soap in your mouth
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