Never Leave from Mississippi Live by Robert Connely Farr

Wishing and watching, anticipating
I like to know that you’re waiting
This game plays intently on the senses
On the senses

You and me we tried the apples from the tree of life
Eating merrily we like this little game we play

I sit here watching the sun climb the sky
Like it’s telling the story of why
I live my life spinning round and round

You and me we tried the apples from the tree of life
And we reap what we sow

This is only a song
It’s not a promise or an excuse
Just some words to pass the time
This is only indecency
This is a part of me

These deep introspective distractions push me
Right through the actions I take
And the consequences that I need to be reminded that

You and me we tried the apples from the tree of life
Yeah we reap what we sow

This is only a song
It’s not a promise or an excuse
Just some words to pass the time
This is only indecency
This is a part of me

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