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Greener Pastures

from Bric​-​á​-​Brac by Eric Bettencourt

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Greener pastures are lined with restless rolling stones
You're falling faster through the void of the unknown
With your heart in your hand and your shoulder to the wind
You'll never be here again

Greener pastures through the wild and the overgrown
Let the road be your master
Let your feet your only home

With your heart in your hand and your shoulder to the wind
You're never gonna be here again

It won't matter how hard we try
It won't matter how high we climb
It won't matter how far we think we're going
Until we learn to love the ride

Greener pastures are are lined with restless rolling stones

It won't matter how hard we try
It won't matter how high we climb
It won't matter how far we think we're going
Until we learn to love the ride
Until we learn to love the ride
Until we learn to love the ride
Until we learn to love the ride

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from Bric​-​á​-​Brac, released November 10, 2020

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