Indigo Girls - (unknown)
me and my baby
we drank some magic tea
we're crusing down the rural roads
aesthetics of poverty
i'm going down for the last time
i shifted to my level
can you receive what you give me
somebody should set you free
in the morning
when you wash your hair
i love those simple things that
make me know your there
come every sunday evening
it's leftovers from the weekenders
lost limbs to identify
frustration for the grieving
we drank some magic tea
we're crusing down the rural roads
aesthetics of poverty
i'm going down for the last time
i shifted to my level
can you receive what you give me
somebody should set you free
in the morning
when you wash your hair
i love those simple things that
make me know your there
come every sunday evening
it's leftovers from the weekenders
lost limbs to identify
frustration for the grieving
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