
Ghosts
Lover please do not
Fall to your knees, it's not
Like I believe
In everlasting love
These are just ghosts
That broke my heart
Before I met you

Rambling Man
But give me to a rambling man
Let it always be known
That I was who I am

Blackberry Stone
Well I own this field
And I wrote this sky
And I have no reason, to reason with you
And you never did learn to let the little things go
And you never did learn to let me be
And you never did learn to let little people grow
And you never did learn how to see

Goodbye England
I wrote an epic letter to you
And it's 22 pages front and back
And it's too good to be used
And I tried to be a girl who likes to be used
I'm too good for that
There's a mind under this hat and
I Called them all and told them I've got to move

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