Sue Jeffers

insurgent folk

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thru the rainforest

as a thousand dirty hippies left the east
i took apart my thoughts and let go those i didn't need
now the second pot of morning coffee's gone without sleep
and there's nothing in my head besides me

now i'm sitting on a mountain out beside a dirty road
waiting for a ride to take me home
waiting for the rain to come, waving at the police
and there's nothing in my head besides me

i really wanted to talk to you but i guess i'm out of words
can only watch your shadow in the trees
i had something to give you but it faded in the light
left me nothing in my head besides me

the one's who stood beside me last night moved every time
every time i turned to look their way
leaving nothing but the silence and my ego on the ground
leaving nothing in my head besides me

well the test last night was easier than the lessons on the way
but it's never been quite like this before
looking different ways at all the things that i've been shown
and there's nothing in my head besides me
and there's nothing you could give me that i need

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