From Ourselves


A home a family a job
A place to hide the bills
A yard to mow if grass would grow
A place to rest my weary, weary head

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I'm fine

A morning cup of joe, to go
Leave behind the bran today
Driving on singing songs
That are burning in my brain

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Two strong arms to hold me tight
A place to rest my head
Warm inviting comfort here
Laying in our bed

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