Here the bugs biting down to the seed
Here the dopers tripping on their weed
I can't prove anything
I can't prove a damn thing
'Cause here I am, a night sky
Here I am, and I feel alright
Deep in clover, warm nights
People walking, a trickle of sweat
Hope to be where they haven't got you yet
And sometimes things change
And sometimes things change
And here I am, a night sky
Here I am, feel alright
Deep in clover, warm nights
See a bus, Jesus on its side
Handwritten, two feet wide
I won't move, not now
I won't move, not now
'Cause here I am, a turning tide
Here I am, and I feel alright
Deep in clover, warm nights
And here I am
Warm nights
Warm nights
Warm nights
Warm nights
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