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Ragweed
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Max García Conover
Max García Conover
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max García Conover
Max García Conover
Songwriter

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Are you out west in a red jeep Lying wide awake in the back seat Are you getting better, do you want to be? Sorry I couldn't see anything Ragweed, bare feet, friend of mine, bend the reeds Tell me what you found funny underneath everything Singing free falling, hear the cows in Ellery Asking summer people stupid questions, where'd you get your jeans? Feather wind coming in, Annalise Imogen Wondering what she said, what she meant, what shе did Are we really hеre forever? Filaree field of Heather Are you getting any better? Are you, are you, are you in the weeds? Are you in the weeds? Are the walls in the way Knock them over, patti cake I've been here a real long time Are you still working at the catseye? All night flicker light make your money kind of season Say it like you mean it, like you need it Are you using, are you dreaming? Are you air, are you breathing? Are you fog, are you feeling? Are you bored, am I preaching? See the sun over us See the world burning up It's a story little dove Water foul in the cut Are you giving up foxglove Larkspur buttercup Are you what you're running from? Are you, are you, are you in the weeds? Are you in the weeds? Are you, are you in the weeds? Are you in the weeds? Way down in the great lakes In the weather we know We were reading litter out loud Father of the wind Mother of the ground Somewhere in another life Warm air all night We were getting drunk at the catseye Father of the shore Mother of the sky, on high On clotheslines, fireflies, summer sheets High low, hyacinth, bulrush, cinnamon Buck shot, tree rot, blood hound, come in hot You coronate the creatures you can see and take a knee in awe Ragmaw, hoof to haw, call it God if you want We were holding onto something no one ever understood Call it ours, call it good Truth and beauty all we could If you're really laughing, then you're crying, that's the way it goes Animals' skin and bones, all together, all alone Are you sweet, chicory? Falling rain, feeder seed Are the geese still asleep At your feet, are you in the weeds?
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