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everything is beautiful
when i'm upside down in my head
i say you've got quite a heavy cup
you say it's lighter than my days
and we've had enough
i'm not listening any ways
just following other people's gaze
to old countryside view
something like tuscay or dubuque
i saw it on a cereal box
and it makes me hungry everytime i drive to iowa

i laugh so hard it makes me cry
and i'm looking into tomorrow like it's about to die


everything is crystal clear
after it's been emptied and abused
i rub my eyes and ignore mr fear

i'm so tired of these winter blues
are you listening, my dear



and i'm aching for a longing it's a feeling you can't hide from
it's a story i'm dying to tell someone
it's a road i've never driven on
just cut right through the forest
and got poison ivy