Jim Cain

I started out in search of ordinary things
 How much of a tree bends in the wind
 I started telling the story without knowing the end
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 I used to be darker, then I got lighter, then I got dark again
 Something too big to be seen was passing over and over me
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 Well, it seemed like a routine case at first
 With the death of the shadow came a lightness of verse
 But the darkest of nights, in truth, still dazzles
 And I work myself until I'm frazzled
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 I ended up in search of ordinary things
 Like how can a wave possibly be?
 I started running, and the concrete turned to sand
 I started running, and things didn't pan out as planned
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 In case things go poorly and I not return
 Remember the good things I've done
 In case things go poorly and I not return
 Remember the good things I've done
 Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
 Done me in