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von moe.

Blue skies of April, an eighteen hour drive
Atlanta at 3 AM, I′m in New York City tonight
My home, my heart, my best friend
Life has been pretty good, or who am I kidding? It's been grand

I′ve been thinking 'bout this and that
I've been thinking ′bout the way it should be
I′ve been thinking 'bout the weight of the world
I′ve been thinking 'bout the way it could be

Dog days of summer, we′re further on down the road
All the kids just keep on dancing long after the show
My road, my heart, my best friends
Life has been pretty strange, all the
Freaks are getting toasted on the range


I've been thinking ′bout this and that
I've been thinking 'bout the way it should be
I′ve been thinking ′bout the weight of the world
I've been thinking ′bout the way it could...

Heading into the harvest, working on a bridge
One more trip to the left coast, wondering where it is
My home, my heart, my best friend
Never knew that it could be this way
But what the hell do I know anyway?

I've been thinking ′bout this and that
I've been thinking ′bout the way it should be
I've been thinking 'bout the weight of the world

I′ve been thinking ′bout the way it could
I've been thinking ′bout this and that
I've been thinking ′bout the way it should be
I've been thinking ′bout the weight of the world


I've been thinking 'bout the way it could
I′ve been thinking ′bout this and that
I've been thinking ′bout the way it should be
I've been thinking ′bout the weight of the world
I've been thinking ′bout the way it could