From the recording John Beacher

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Took a walk out onto the highway
Watched the people go round and round
Sat and thought about how I'd do it my way
If I could only make up some ground
Morning sun burning like the devil
And I hear the little birdie go peep peep peep
Little birdie you don't know what's coming girl
You don't that most the world is half asleep


I am slow so it's hard to comprehend
How a person can get caught up in a life that's so pretend
It never ever changes and it will not ever end
And they never stop think about the messages they send

I myself, I believe in miracles
And I believe that I might be the greatest of them all
That's not to say that you yourself can't feel the same way
Just don't expect me to care all