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So Much Plenty Of

from Drop the Air by If Only the Trees

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My thoughts are Bethany’s dolphins
Their fins gleam fast as they stream along
I don’t know where they’re going
But rusty norms tell me somewhere wrong
I’m afraid of the ocean
It’s almost forever and has nothing to hide
Plays around with my workings
Makes me Pluto from the other side

I’m a fine grain of sand
But Teixeira’s tide won’t come out to play
The sun is bouncing and blowing
Sick of trying to shine me whichever way
Use your own old favorite shovel
Nudge me over on your way down east
Bring a face to haunt you
Bring a name to carve on all the trees

[There’s so much plenty of to go around
We just have to want it out
There’s so much plenty of to go around
We just have to wait it out
There’s so much plenty of to go around
We better love to numb it out]

My compass drags toward poison
My needle bends with metal wearing thin
Leaves me curved to hollow
With just your chrome barely seeping in
I wanna breathe in your hammock
But I’m waiting to ask you if you’re feeling free
You swing from coast to fence line
Forever ripped in my periphery

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from Drop the Air, released September 5, 2018

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Forgive me if I drop the air. I've gotta separate somewhere.

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