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COLUMBINE

The pecans are fallin in the early autumn
You can’t blame em much, no they’ve got nothing to lose
But it ain’t like god and like their mamas taught em
Nature unnurtured, winter’s comin on blue

Hang on, that’s what they’re sayin, but hang on why
Innocence is a target while they meat’s still soft
But the breeze it took to bitin and the leaves bled dry
And winter’s disposition’ll leave the trees all tossed

Came home alone this evening, turned the news show on
There was kids jumpin terrified right through my screen
To hell with higher learning, they was countin til dawn
Blood on the black board, just mean on mean

Hang on, that’s what they’re saying, but hang on how
To the thickened skin of youth and a hope that’s worn too thin
A little hidden here, and a little taste for now
And a little’ll hold you over when the cold blows in

Well the pecans are fallin in the early autumn
You can’t blame em much, no they’ve got nothing to lose
But it ain’t like god and like their mamas taught em
Left out hangin til there’s guns in school

Copyright 2001. Words and music by Danny Schmidt

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