Parallel Lines by DM Stith
Parallel Lines by DM Stith

Parallel Lines

DM Stith * Track #5 On Fata Morgana

Parallel Lines Lyrics

Parallel lines in the lawn
Slows natures progress to a crawl
Out here in the west
Out here where the good sun sets
Ah, the weary never rest
Do nothing unless you do your best, they say

You brushed against my cheek
Bluebell, bindweed, broadleaf
Like burrs cling to our jeans
That moment stuck all over me
And I'm afraid to move
Afraid of what I might lose
Go on, go on without me
I will find my own way

But there will come soft rains
To wash whatever's left away

Parallel linеs in the lawn
Trimming back the overgrowth
Of somеthing I once knew
Something I saw clear in you
I'm a spirit fugitive
And I'm running from myself again

I will find my own way
I will find my own way
I will find my own way
I will find my own way
I will find my own way
I will find my own way
I will find my own way
I will find my own way

But there will come soft rains
To wash whatever's left away

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