Cocktail Napkin Therapy
I just found a note
that I wrote in the bar
I need to stop sitting in trees
I need to stop sitting in trees
See the tops of the trees
swaying in the breeze
They say that's the place to be
but I don't think so
I see the force of the wind
making them bend and bow
And I know that force is force
but salvation is how
you make it on your own
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