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To Hide a Little Thought
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I tried to hide a little thought
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The more I tried the worse things got
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It started out so meek and small
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But in a week pervaded all
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Just a stray little stray, stray, stray
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In trying to hide it I asked it to stay
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In trying to hide it I'd made it a bed
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From which to rule the world unsaid (From which to conquer the world unsaid)
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To hide a little thought, a little vagabond
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A sprite in the dark that wouldn't move a long.
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Many thoughts they come and go
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This to shall pass she'll never know
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Since my way is bold and free
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She noticed something strange in me
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Mabye my voice speeded up or slowed down
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Maybe my eyes started darting around
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Maybe my hands started coverin' my face
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Maybe I rambled all over the place...
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To hide a little thought, a little vagabond
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A sprite in the dark that wouldn't move a long.
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(Guitar)
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I don't say each thing on my mind
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To say each thing would be unkind
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But with someone I know so well
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It's so unlike me not to tell
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Usually I like confrontations, I do
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I get this thrill out of sayin' what's true
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I look so lifeless when I try to lie
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That's why it's easy to tell when I try...
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To hide a little thought, a little vagabond
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A sprite in the dark that wouldn't move a long.
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To Hide a Little Thought
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Jonathan Richman |