Sit around, dream away the place I’m from
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Used to feel so much, now I just feel numb
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I could go out tonight, but I ain’t sure what for
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Call a friend or two I don’t know anymore
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Sit and listen to the rain
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Sit and listen to the rain
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Gonna ride down to the river where it runs
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Gonna watch TV and pray for decent reruns
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Sit around and dream away what I’ve become
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Used to feel so much, now I just feel dumb
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Sit and listen to the rain
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Sit and listen to the rain
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I’ll never understand this emptiness
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I’ll never really try and understand, I guess
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I’ll never understand this emptiness
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I’ll never really try and understand,
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Try and understand, I guess
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Sit around, dream away the place I’m from
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Used to feel so much, now I just feel dumb
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Could go out tonight, but I ain’t sure what for
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Call a friend or two I don’t know anymore
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Sit and listen to the rain
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Sit and listen to the rain
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Sit & Listen to the Rain
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| Whiskeytown |
