Be That Easy
not like a dream come true..that is not easy. when my mother died, the tears came easy, be that easy. big ole town keep giving me small ends. when you left I wept, yeah again..since I can't get a hold on what it takes to make it right, please come back 'n be like swallowing sweet pancakes and bacon..be that easy.
like slipping on a brand new pair of brand name tennis shoes..be that easy.
Cause I studied for it passing the written test at DMV was a breeze be that easy.
Cause the power that pushed the waves to shore is the same might that takes them back again..again.. and again.
be that easy.
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