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Biting Your Tail 
Hard
by Iron & Wine
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May eyes be and seein'
May you learn from the where you're kneelin'
the fear of the that you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you how the fight was started
Want as much for the as the garden
Wear 'em both like a you can't wain
May your mouth your wisdom
May you get what fail to mention
May your love be your only religion
Preach it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
won't ever wait for you to watch 'em fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the boat on a tide that's risin'
the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher gone for the blade
we may all be happy
all a 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 to speak and to listen
May you find friend that you're missin'
There's no in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that is the of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' tail
Little children, the wind is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His belly for the day
Someday we may all want nothin'
And all forget that 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
part in the calf and the killin'
See straight through the captain you're kissin'
Helm loose in his hand
May words be well worth stealin'
Put your hand on your heart when singin'
The choir's sick of the but they've still gotta stand
May you learn from the where you're kneelin'
the fear of the that you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you how the fight was started
Want as much for the as the garden
Wear 'em both like a you can't wain
May your mouth your wisdom
May you get what fail to mention
May your love be your only religion
Preach it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
won't ever wait for you to watch 'em fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the boat on a tide that's risin'
the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher gone for the blade
we may all be happy
all a 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 to speak and to listen
May you find friend that you're missin'
There's no in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that is the of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' tail
Little children, the wind is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His belly for the day
Someday we may all want nothin'
And all forget that 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
part in the calf and the killin'
See straight through the captain you're kissin'
Helm loose in his hand
May words be well worth stealin'
Put your hand on your heart when singin'
The choir's sick of the but they've still gotta stand
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