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I Rode In Late On A Whim
On The Chance You’d Be In
Then It Folded Around
And I Came Up From The Ground

Since I Don’t Know Where To Start
I’ll Just Jump Outta The Bush
If It Weren’t For Making Art I’d Be Living In The Woods

I’d Rather Lay In The Wind
In The Middle Of The Trains
Than Make A Mold Of Myself
And Get Knocked Into The Rain

Since I Don’t Know When To Stop
I’ll Just Jump Outta The Bush
If It Weren’t For Making Art I’d Be Living In The Woods

You Know The Life Of An Exile
Makin It Out Of The Trees
Playing Liberty Solitaire
Becoming One With Yr Home

Since I Don’t Know When To Stop
I’ll Just Jump Outta The Bush
If It Weren’t For Making Art I’d Be Living In The Woods

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from Can't Go Around It, Gotta Go Through It, released December 9, 2017

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Donnie Bobb Rock Island, Illinois

LIFE IMITATES ONLY ITSELF, ART IMITATES SOMETHING ELSE.

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