Your Own Road

Phillip Nutt

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Tell me a word that means a lot
Show me your heart by your own light
You breathe so easily and you don't know
How it's so hard to catch on

Did you find yourself on your own road?
You were so flat before you pulled the rope
And now is my chance to try to get the flow

There's a hard part to reel this wool
And a clear simplicity to leave the room
Plenty of old scarves for broken rules

Tell me a story to make me laugh
And write the end in chosen lines
Don't write the lies you never ever found