The world is turnin' over, and I'm feelin' kinda high
The world is turnin' over, I'm feelin' kinda high
Well maybe it's the weather
Or maybe it's my mind
My flowers are in bloom, they're hangin' by the vine
My flowers are in bloom, they're hangin' by the vine
But their roots are dead and dry
And their fate the same as mine
I'm stuck in mud that's sinkin', I can see her watery eyes
I'm stuck in mud that's sinkin', I can see her watery eyes
But I ain't close enough to tell her
That I'm drownin' in my own lies
Loren Connors is equivalent to the monolith in 2001: a space odyssey; his compositions exist simultaneously in the past, present, and future. ross martin
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