i let go tonight of what may be true
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keep my hands all tied up in you
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i'm sick of these sick mornings, this empty home
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child i may be learning what i should have known
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and heaven true
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bring me the stormy weather
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build me a house where we can sleep together
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i will sleep tonight in the field
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i'll wrap my arms around all that's real
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i'll send my love and sorrow to where you lay
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i'll wait for tomorrow to sing my songs today
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and heaven true
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bring me the stormy weather
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build me a house where we can sleep together
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and heaven true
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bring me the stormy weather
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build me a house where we can sleep together
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In The Field
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| Mason Jennings |
