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Following
by Thomas Flynn
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Moving through mud
There's a new stain around an old sock
Tilting my head up
Hear a thud, a falling corn stalk
The sound of farming swaying
Hunger is infatuating
I know a truth I knew a love
My god is innovative
They tell me lies and I believe them
Till my heart is sated
I want to hold you want to know you all along the way
The thought of caring is the only thing that's keeping me sane
Is this the truth, is this the truth, dear lord
Is it okay that I don't know, okay that I don't know
Is this the truth, is this the truth
Is it okay that I don't know, okay that I don't know
Is this the truth, is this the truth, dear lord
Is it okay that I don't know, okay that I don't know
Moving through mud
There's a new stain around an old sock
Tilting my head up
Hear a thud, this life is too much
The sound of indecision
Disbelief and new ground
I keep on walking
Try to make my mom and dad proud
I keep
I keep
Moving through mud
There's a new stain around an old sock
Tilting my head up
Hear a thud, a falling corn stalk
The sound of farming swaying
Hunger is infatuating
I know a truth I knew a love
My god is innovative
They tell me lies and I believe them
Till my heart is sated
I want to hold you want to know you all along the way
The thought of caring is the only thing that's keeping me sane
Is this the truth, is this the truth, dear lord
Is it okay that I don't know, okay that I don't know
Is this the truth, is this the truth
Is it okay that I don't know, okay that I don't know
Is this the truth, is this the truth, dear lord
Is it okay that I don't know, okay that I don't know
Moving through mud
There's a new stain around an old sock
Tilting my head up
Hear a thud, this life is too much
The sound of indecision
Disbelief and new ground
I keep on walking
Try to make my mom and dad proud
I keep
I keep