autumn's messages

I'm tired of working every day for a dollar
About to choke on my own blue collar
This ain't gonna last

Misled by the grand illusion
I've come to this conclusion
I can't make a move too fast

It was written in the sky today
By the morning sun
It sure looks like a good day to run

Chorus:
Wide open down a two-lane highway
It's about time that some things went my way
Throwing troubles out to the wind

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