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Biting Your Tail 
Hard
by Iron & Wine
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May your eyes be wide and seein'
May you learn from the view where you're kneelin'
Know the fear of the world you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you how the fight was started
Want as for the snake as the garden
Wear 'em both a you can't wain
May mouth betray your wisdom
May you get they to mention
May your love be your religion
it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
won't ever for you to 'em fall
We're the on a burned horizon
We're the on a tide that's risin'
Both the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher for the blade
we may all be happy
Someday all make a face worth slappin'
Someday we may be shocked to be laughin'
At the way we behave
May your hands be strong and willin'
May you know when to and to listen
May you find every friend that you're missin'
There's no check in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' your tail
Little children, the wind is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His belly full for the day
Someday we may all nothin'
And all we'll get what's comin'
Someday I'll say the world was somethin'
That we just couldn't change
May your tongue be somethin' wicked
your part in the calf and the killin'
See straight through the captain you're kissin'
Helm loose in his hand
May your words be worth stealin'
Put your hand on your when singin'
The choir's sick of the song but they've gotta stand
May you learn from the view where you're kneelin'
Know the fear of the world you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you how the fight was started
Want as for the snake as the garden
Wear 'em both a you can't wain
May mouth betray your wisdom
May you get they to mention
May your love be your religion
it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
won't ever for you to 'em fall
We're the on a burned horizon
We're the on a tide that's risin'
Both the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher for the blade
we may all be happy
Someday all make a face worth slappin'
Someday we may be shocked to be laughin'
At the way we behave
May your hands be strong and willin'
May you know when to and to listen
May you find every friend that you're missin'
There's no check in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' your tail
Little children, the wind is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His belly full for the day
Someday we may all nothin'
And all we'll get what's comin'
Someday I'll say the world was somethin'
That we just couldn't change
May your tongue be somethin' wicked
your part in the calf and the killin'
See straight through the captain you're kissin'
Helm loose in his hand
May your words be worth stealin'
Put your hand on your when singin'
The choir's sick of the song but they've gotta stand
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