Shirt

Light A Fireburn Up All You Know
 you've Had
 so Much Time Just To
 let Things Go
 now You're
 burning Letters Out
 in The Snow
 in Your Backyard
 years Go Rolling
 you're Thirty Three
 it's Time
 for The Cross
 or The Bodhi Tree
 but You'd
 like To Cry When You
 skin Your Knee
 man's It's Hard
 and It's The Same Old Friends On New Years Eve
 the Same Snow Falls On The Same Old Leaves
 and There's The Same Old Joy And The Same Old Hurt
 same Old Corduroy Shirt
 old Storm Windows,
 the Broke-Tail Squirrel
 and The
 grocery Lists And The
 skateboard Girls
 and Your
 rusty Brain Cells Give You A Twirl
 oh No
 kitchen Radio,
 coffee's On
 oh You'd
 like A Month Just To Lean Up On
 but This
 open Road Wants To
 get You Gone
 off You Go
 and It's The Same Old Jar Of Car Keys By The Door
 the Same Old Scuffed Up Floor
 the Same Old Thirst For More Until The Put You In The Dirt
 it's The Same Old Nights Alone
 the Same Old "baby When You Coming Home?"
 to Feel The Same Old Joy, Oh The Same Old Hurt
 same Old Corduroy Shirt
 same Old Corduroy Shirt