(daniel Dale Johnston) In Clusters We Move Through A Farm Somewhere Far Off The Thunder Roaring And The Fortune Teller Has Fixed Her Sweetly Eyes On My Child Sometimes I Climb High Up In A Tree And Let The Wind Blow In My Face Sometimes I Leave My Cares Lying In Piles Somewhat Disturbing Is The Sound Of Her Singing When You Know You Dont Deserve It Youre Not Here Today I Feel Just Like An Empty Eggshell My Yoke Is Heavy My Yoke Is Heavy My Voice Is A Little Horse Galloping Lost Through The Woods Calling Your Name Its New To Me But Just The Same The Earth Is An Old Canvas Painted Over Many Times The Poet Rambles The World It Scrambles But Who Knows What Evil Lurks In The Hearts Of Men Your Shadow Knows Its Right Behind You All The Way Your Shadow Knows Where Youve Been My Yoke Is Heavy My Yoke Is Heavy My Yoke Is Heavy Sacred Is The Smile That Opened Up My Mind And Asked Me Come Save Me And Rid My Cold Cold Heart Of The Dark Deep Gloom That Took Up So Much Room And My Many Spacious Memories My Yoke Is Heavy My Yoke Is Heavy My Yoke Is Heavy
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