maybe when the world gets weak sagging
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at the edge of town or leaning from a lack of sleep or maybe when the
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talk gets cheap beneath
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it you will hear a sound something that you just might keep maybe before
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you go to sleep you can wind back the hours we were lying in your mama's
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yard neither of us
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made a sound if you see me and I'm on my knees could you meet me when
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the world gets meet me when the world gets could you meet me when the
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world gets weak?
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when the local weather girl just weeps and the cameras turn off for
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hours and no one dared forecast showers or when the floorboards start to
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speak about the people who
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moved to town and you move your ear toward the ground or maybe before
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you go to sleep you can wind back the hours we were lying in your mama's
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yard neither of us heard a sound
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if you see me and I'm on my knees could you meet me when the world gets
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weak? because nobody should hold the breath that you blow it rises off
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the streets and up above
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could you meet me when the world gets weak-sagging at the edge of town
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or leaning from a lack of zzz.
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When the World Gets Weak
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| Warren Zanes |
