Smile on the Grass

You have an ugly look inside your Little brown eyes
Would your brother say we are nods in our hands?
He shot you his modern dreams and you are still a shade

You have an ugly look inside your Little brown eyes
Would your brother say we are crosses in our hands?
He shot you his modern dreams as I fell on the grass

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Don't say that things don't change, that
Words have meaning beside, ought, might
Confusing questions about the day, I left

Don't say that things don't change, that
Words are better left unsaid
That I was better manage left without you
Cause' I do,
I do

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