A little peace and quiet,
let the leaves stay.
No need to always be blowing them away.

They’re leaves,
they’re like me,
they’ll come back.

I gotta write my own gospel.
I’ve never understood
anything I should have read in a book.

A little peace and quiet,
let the dust stay.
No need to always be throwing things away.

It’s dust,
it’s like me,
won’t settle.

I gotta write my own gospel.

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