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Get it here: Lyrics: Suppose the world was not informed by real estate or power lines The hidden river of my life, pursued by love The whispering stone, the valley ford, the candy corn, the spirit finds Abuse has left me on on my side, a single stone I’m a walker, I’m a dreamer, tree house greeter, pentacostal preacher I’m a rocker, yeah I’m a schemer, compost preacher, pioneer believer A small betrayal, a simple thought, to shrug it off, unoccupied The precious lake, the river bed, the rising tide The sad surprise, the day of flags, the flooding fox, the clever chime Awake my soul, awake my heart, and you will find I’m a walker, I’m a drinker, Safeway shopper, thunder egg reader I’m biker, yeah I’m a beaver, web-foot walker, trail blazing fever I’m a lover, yeah I’m a reaper, Subaru driver, satellite receiver I’m a trucker, yeah I’m a chaser, Pig-n-Ford rider, I’m a Nike racer Gloria in ex-Canemah
