on the way back home... how long did it seem?
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3 days or 4? snow glazed all the trees
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my mother held me... like a motorcycle, so warm...
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we sang melody...
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campin out all night... slow moves in the light...
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of all the things that you've seen...
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was the motorcycle so warm you sang melody?
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at that moment I'd know... just how close we could be
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and though it always was mine... it always seemed new to me
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10,000 colors in all... eyes like caves on my cheeks
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to all the people i've loved... don't think poor of me
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it wasn't till I woke up...
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that I could hold down a joke or a job or a dream
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but then all three are one in the same
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and ALL then are one in the same
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and all us are one in the same
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One In The Same
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My Morning Jacket |