Misc Originals – Daisy K Meadows - My Spot (Guitar)

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Whenever I needed to get away

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There used to be a place that I'd go to

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Park my car deep in the woods and escape

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To a part of the lake that no one else knew

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Sometimes I'd take my fishing pole

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Sometimes nothing but my thoughts

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There were a few times a boy came along

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But it was really just my spot

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I'd sit there by the water

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And watch it wash along the shore

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Write in my journal when I was bothered

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Cleanse my mind with the great outdoors

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Lessons were learned, and troubles forgot

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Just sitting by the lake in my spot

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I used to play this little game

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Finding the perfect skipping stones

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Each hop it made along the waves

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I imagined it was me making my way home

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On summer nights I'd go for swims

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Ditching my clothes on a nearby rock

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Just a lantern lit to keep it dim

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Soaking up the moonlight in my spot

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I'd sit there by the water

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And watch it wash along the shore

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Write in my journal when I was bothered

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Cleanse my mind with the great outdoors

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Lessons were learned, and troubles forgot

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Just sitting by the lake in my spot

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Years passed by and I came back

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To visit my spot just like old times

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There was now a clearer path

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To a place I no longer recognized

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The rock was gone and trees cut down

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There was now sand instead of skipping stones

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A family was swimming and splashing around

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My spot was no longer my own

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I still sat there by the water

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And watched it wash along the shore

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It's not the same but I'm still honored

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To cleanse my mind in the great outdoors

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Lessons were learned, and troubles forgot

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Just sitting by the lake in my spot

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Lessons were learned, and troubles forgot

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Just sitting by the lake in my spot