Disease

The New Year

Composição de: Matt Kadane
It was summer 
And a hundred and six degrees 
The air was hot water 
There was no motion in the trees 
And in this weather only two things grow 
Or three 
Frustration 
Hot tempers 
And disease 

That menace has found us again 
It's not just the old giving up and in 
Don't let it take your breath away 

We're all feeling ill at ease 
Since we were swinging through the trees 
And everyone knows that no one will ever know the true source of 
disease 

I don't know about God 
But I'm sure there's a devil 
You see it in the eyes 
Of every man and woman who's ill 
I don't know about heaven or our souls 
But our bodies are all going to hell 

And disease has found us again 
In a few healthy years 
Did we think it would end 
Don't let it take your breath away
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