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Coyote Grace
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Trevor
Trevor talks to the radio, walks around the room real slow,
Hunker down when the cold wind blows, ain't a soul around that he knows
Tucked away in a redwood grove, a chair beside a wood burning stove
Brandywine and orange clove, see the divine in the pattern wove
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He says, I ain't ashamed, I chose my name
And I know when I reach my dying day that
Angels will take me just the same
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Mason jars for herbs and food, he sings a song when he's in the mood
Doesn't mind at all his solitude, try to read the tea leaves that he brewed
Who'd have thought he'd live this way, ain't tangled up in yesterday
Fold your hand and walk away, let them say what they're going to say
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Trevor talks to the man in the moon, taps the table with a coffee spoon
Wakes the owl and the gray raccoon, dirty hands pressed to commune
On and on the story goes, like any other I suppose, like any morning you arose
To live your life on the road you chose
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