If you could read my weathered mind
Consoled and often told
What it is we will find
All in due or precious time
These conditions I've come to know
As the rails along the road
Prove hopeless and cold
And a bounty on the soul
If you damn my water from flowin'
Take the breeze from my sails
Cut me down too many sizes
Without regard for a commonwealth
Well I've made decisions
And they're quite efficient
Can't hide these wide eyes
On a day as fine as this
If you could read my weathered mind
Consoled and often told
Where the sun shouldn't shine
And the flowers should hide
These conditions I've come to know
As the rails along the road
Prove hopeless and cold
And a bounty on the soul

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