Lofty Pines

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It's too hot to sleep.
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Let's gather 'round the fan.
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We can't do nothin' bout the heat,
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so let's just do what we can

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and everything 'll be just fine.
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Just dream of the Lofty Pines.

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Well, I dreamed of the Lofty Pines-
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at least what I thought they were-
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standing in the forest after nighttime,
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swaying so cool and sure.

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Sure had never been so wrong;
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sure like the title of the perfect song.

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Now for the spectacular part.
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Just then, a pack of matches fell:
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a logo of a tree in a heart.
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They're from the Lofty Pines Motel.

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All the while our dreams were our own.
D                                        A
All the while that didn't mean all alone.

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Well, I gave the editor my pitch:
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a series on our cultural wealth,
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about the "error of catalogues and lists."
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I call it "Why We Fight...Ourselves,"

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If only we had nothing to say.
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If only we'd done nothing that day.

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"Je suis nee pour la chaleur,"
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she said, in her Manhattan French.
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"On ne peut rien faire de la chaleur,"
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We'll just have to take that chance.

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We've got world enough and time,
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dreaming of the Lofty Pines.

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Pines, pines, I dream of the lofty pines……

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