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MORE THAN EVERYWHERE

Climbing up the hill, I thought I’d see you out somewhere
Soil on your trousers and your undershirt
But all I saw was red earth beneath the olive trees
And the south wind of August blowing everywhere

I’m sitting by the roadside, I’m gonna lie in the grass
Like when I was a kid and the world was new
And I’ll gather up the pieces of an ancient me
The one who scrapes his knees, yeah, all the times he should

We shared so many things, so many feelings
and laughs there on the porch into the evening
Nothing’s going to cancel you from here
The accordion’s still playing in my ear
The oil from the hill’s still on this table
And anytime we can we get together
to be sure that everybody’s doing well
and there’s still another tale that we can tell
And you’re more than everywhere,
you’re more than everywhere

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Climbing up the hill, I thought I would see you somewhere
Covered in dirt on your pants and tank top
But all I saw was red earth under the olive trees
And the summer sirocco blowing everywhere

Now I’m sitting on the roadside, I’ll lie down on the grass
Like when I was a boy, and the world was new
And I’ll gather the pieces of an old me
The one who skins his knees every time he has to

We shared so many things, so many emotions
and laughter under the porch until evening
that nothing can erase you from here
The accordion still plays in my ear
The oil from the hill is still on this table
and every time we can we sit in a circle
to make sure we’re all okay
and that there’s still another story to tell
And you are more than everywhere,
you are more than everywhere

THE CROWSROADS • 3923706803 / 3404582812 • thecrowsroadsdate@gmail.com