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Oak Woods

Up in the woods
Trees climb for days
Woods got the goods
Like purple haze

Away from the towns
I see the skies breathe free
Where ups may be downs
Waves of leaves like the sea

She is waiting with her will
Somewhere off the beaten path
With a cigarette and a pill
Saving angels from God's wrath

Beyond earthly neighborhoods
Where the newsreel plays
Way up there in the oak woods
She most likely stays




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Written on 2015-01-25 at 13:50

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