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the golden mean
By these acts of cruelty in the name of beauty to be free

[Chorus]
The acoustic funeral for love in limbo
We're dancing with tags on our
to this by now 
I'd handled all the bull but not the cow. 

Behind her velvet sofa 
I found myself back sober, 
She kept an old acoustic 
She never ever
bread and wine
To keep me cool inside

I had a home
Inside of me

Acoustic
Acoustic loneliness

I knew a young girl by the name of Suzie
Now she
And they never would come down

Turn around and hold me
I'd like to see your face alone
I'm hoping there's someone home

[Instrumental Acoustic Guitar
The Terminal Tavern
By David Wilcox
Ah, what a beautiful place.
It is so lush and quiet in these walls.
It's a place where the sound really stands
by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.

He's hollow in the middle
From the shape that he's in.
He's either filled
Home, home in the late, night
And away, away in the half, life
Except Saturday, crushed by the boring
Until played and plagued by the tourists
Home, home in the late, night
And away, away in the half, life
Except Saturday, crushed by the boring
Until played and plagued by the tourists
backpack
And slip another clip in the strap and let the gat clap
And that's that, I be stupid, ruthless
With a flow that be travelin' like loose acoustics
When I can beat you with a guitar that's semi-hollow bodied
I bodied it on a twelve-string acoustic
Loose stickin' out the headstock i don't do
glass bid goodbye and come on home right now
Don't become a hopeless laid to fickle fun

Out to parties every night a new girl by your side
Can't you
In winter when the air gets cold
And breathing causes white ghosts to appear

They light up the city with Christmas trees
And strings that hang
as peaceful as a baby's sigh
In my Tennessee mountain home
Crickets sing in the fields near by

Walkin' home from church on a Sunday with the one ya' love
as peaceful as a baby's sigh
In my Tennessee mountain home
Crickets sing in the fields near by

Walkin' home from church on a Sunday with the one ya' love
I was born a house cat
By the slight of my mother's hand

I think I'm gonna stay home

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live
And not a soul knows what I will know

Were lovers dear and were honestly
Together somehow and tied with silver string
We'll live forever and ever
I was born a house cat
By the slight of my mother's hand

I think I'm gonna stay home

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live
of life
That be shovin' out the door, that's crack
The valleys of time are always on my feet
As least the beat will combine
The calluses and corns, with
Christmas to me is wherever she might be
Singing carols with the choir, hanging stocking by the fire
Making Christmas bows, hanging mistletoe
names
I said hey sweet thing let me pull your string
Let me take you home
I woke up in a hour with my money and my memory gone.

[Chorus]

Young
invention the king battle of epic proportions 
Lyrical intrigue, the master of contortion 
Optimized computerization virus 
Paradoxical acoustic sound
strange visions are loose on white ______ 
a wall of sound with flutes and strings 
rising on a wave of voices 
surrounded by your humble faith
Well the children come back to see the old home-place
They don't see a thing that they like
The old well out back with its cool clear water don't
as peaceful as a baby's sigh
In my Tennessee mountain home
Crickets sing in the fields near by

Walkin' home from church on a Sunday with the one ya' love
the birds as they sail on the wind
Trying to figure out the reason why
Picturing wings held together with string

One day to fly
Someone said and i