good evening, all tumbling tumbleweeds

try to be a little less dense
wanting to cut through
so you jump the fence
i am a traveler
no, i have traveled
up and around
this great country of ours
through and up and over
and foregoing all want
to be a tumbling tumbleweed
with nowhere to go
nothing to show
no one to bleed
ah, but there’s something
something
that i can’t imagine
that i sang
i sing

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