Pickin' Wildflowers

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Georgia Turman

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One night I set out to dwell
And saw the road was long as hell
I knew I couldn't run that far
And my problem simplified itself
Pale as a moth, I wasn't well
I took up pitching stones, weak throws
Each one ringing a silent bell
Pickin' wildflowers into the night
Thought about bringing them home a thousand times
Picking wildflowers into the night
But then I left them dying in the light
I found a garden on that hill
But didn't recognize it 'til
I stuck around, laid in the ground
And felt the air get cold and still
When the morning breaks, against my will
I get up and do things that don't matter to me
Since you've fallen ill
Pickin' wildflowers into the night
Thought about bringing them home a thousand times
Picking wildflowers into the night
But then I left them dying in the light
Pickin' wildflowers into the night
Thought about bringing them home a thousand times
Picking wildflowers into the night
But then I left them dying in the light

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