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Nothing At All

from Finding My Way Home by Sloth Hands

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I've seen at least five ambulances fly by my window today
But this morning I saw a cardinal
It was contrasting the rain
And the indents in your sheets tell you what you got
Well that mystery ain't nothing at all

I've seen whole centuries get boiled down to one sentence
Two maybe three
But I got this small town and two wheels to my name
And you stay up way too late talking your existence
Well that mystery ain't nothing at all

I saw a light that was framed behind the truth to everything
It's a grainy rough aesthetic
But it helps me understand
Where it is we stand and where it is we'll go
Well that mystery ain't nothing at all

There's a giant boulder that rest on the banks of the Mississippi River
Impacting on the surface is glass that's made of stone
And it's 20 years old
Eternally dormant
Well that mystery ain't nothing no more

She fell to the floor before I could close and lock the door
I threw down my bags
I haven't seen you in so long
I can't wait to leave just to come back home
That mystery ain't nothing at all

Mystery ain't nothing to me no more
Mystery ain't nothing at all

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from Finding My Way Home, released November 5, 2016

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