Turn to Townes for livin'

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I guess this is called...

Sweet the times (1996)

Sweet the times that leave
Sour the ones to come
I loved this world, a boy and girl
Still driving myself toward the ground

Sometime I wonder why
Sometime I just don't care
If ever I touched the sky above
I pray no one is waiting there

The silence I keep, fearfully deep
The love so gently shallow
Still within, I know where I've been
The wind says it doesn't matter

When gold being made of stone
Love of man be shown
I'll return to burn in the river
May all the water freeze
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