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Times like this I feel like I’m a child
trapped at home with rancor running wild
oh-eye oh-eye oh-eye oh-eye oh-eye oh-eye oh-eye oh-eye
The open sky says,
“Friend of mine, I wish that you could stay a while,
for I have all the time there is,
and all you have
and all you have and all you have and
all you have is this.”

Days like this I hate to be inside
There’s many types of dirt
And this one’s mine
oh-why oh-why oh-why oh-why oh-why oh-why oh-why oh-why
My slimy face
This filthy place
I need to run a mile or 10
but I’ll just wind up here again
so I can feed so I can feed so I can feed so I can feed
so I can feed this

If there’s something higher I can’t see
I confess it does not inspire me
for I oh-I oh-I oh-I oh-I oh-I oh-I oh-I’m
still holding out for that long afternoon
when I can finally be alone with you
I don’t know when except for soon
I don’t know how long I’ll want you
but aren’t you glad oh aren’t you glad
oh aren’t you glad oh aren’t you glad or aren’t you glad
oh aren’t you glad oh aren’t you glad oh aren’t you glad oh aren’t you glad oh aren’t you glad oh aren’t you glad
oh aren’t you
glad
you could have this
you can have this

© 2019 Comfort Cat

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