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Biting Your Tail 
Hard
by Iron & Wine
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May your be wide and seein'
May you learn from the where you're kneelin'
Know the fear of the world you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you know how the fight was started
as for the snake as the garden
Wear 'em both like a glove that you can't wain
May your mouth betray your wisdom
May you get what they fail to mention
May your love be your religion
Preach it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
Stars won't ever wait for you to 'em fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the on a that's risin'
Both the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher gone for the blade
Someday we may all be happy
Someday all a face slappin'
Someday we may be to be laughin'
At the way we behave
May hands be and willin'
May you know when to speak and to listen
May you find every friend you're missin'
There's no check in the mail
May you end bruised and purple
Know that peace is the of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' your tail
Little children, the wind is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His full for the day
Someday we may all want nothin'
And all that we'll get what's comin'
Someday I'll say the world was somethin'
we just couldn't change
May tongue be somethin' wicked
Know your in the and the killin'
See straight through the captain you're kissin'
loose in his hand
May your words be well worth stealin'
Put your hand on when singin'
The choir's sick of the song but they've stand
May you learn from the where you're kneelin'
Know the fear of the world you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you know how the fight was started
as for the snake as the garden
Wear 'em both like a glove that you can't wain
May your mouth betray your wisdom
May you get what they fail to mention
May your love be your religion
Preach it to us all
May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
Stars won't ever wait for you to 'em fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the on a that's risin'
Both the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher gone for the blade
Someday we may all be happy
Someday all a face slappin'
Someday we may be to be laughin'
At the way we behave
May hands be and willin'
May you know when to speak and to listen
May you find every friend you're missin'
There's no check in the mail
May you end bruised and purple
Know that peace is the of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' your tail
Little children, the wind is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His full for the day
Someday we may all want nothin'
And all that we'll get what's comin'
Someday I'll say the world was somethin'
we just couldn't change
May tongue be somethin' wicked
Know your in the and the killin'
See straight through the captain you're kissin'
loose in his hand
May your words be well worth stealin'
Put your hand on when singin'
The choir's sick of the song but they've stand
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