Spent half the day yesterday cleaning my yard. I have almost an acre of property and there were like a million leaves in the yard. 4+ hrs with the blower has totally killed my back and shoulders. Imagine strapping an engine to your back. Now imagine wading through bushes and leaning to get the end around tight corners. Now you have some idea
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But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in twelve-thirty flight
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards
salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say: "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for
you"
[Chorus:]
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that
I've become
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Crazy stuff.
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