The rutabega

Our little town

The rutabega
It's present in every face I see
The conversations and even in the eyes
Something big is bubbling underneath the surface
Of our little town

I won't nail it to the wall
But this is an open ended call
To take me there and let down your hair
Sing to me
I don't want to be alone

Something big is bubbling underneath the surface
Of our little town

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