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Camper Van Beethoven - Humid Press Of Days Lyrics

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  • What did it mean to fly
  • A tremor in your soul
  • To resist the dull existence of gravity
  • Upward bound, trees fly
  • Two meadows and a fields
  • And the border is a simple line of hills
  • A dingy calm uncoiled
  • Between heavens and the Earth
  • Whispered nonsense into your radio
  • Now afternoons you seldom move
  • Grounded to a little bit of earth
  • And, after all, time barely crawls
  • Unoccupied, between each breath it sticks
  • What did it mean to fly
  • When you were bound to the Earth
  • A release from the humid press of days
  • Now afternoons it hardly moves
  • I wonder how you make it through each day
  • And, after all, time barely crawls
  • Unoccupied, between each breath it sticks
  • What did it mean to fly
  • A tremor in your soul
  • To resist the dull existence of gravity
  • What did it mean to you
  • An early chat with death
  • To pull your body for a moment from your soul

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