Fuel
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Fuel Lyrics
Even at this late date, sometimes I have to look up
The word "receive." I received his deep
And interested gaze
A bean plant flourishes under the rain of sweet words
Tell what you think—I'm listening
The story ruffled its twenty leaves
*
Once my teacher set me on a high stool
For laughing. She thought the eyes
Of my classmates would whittle me to size
But they said otherwise
We'd laugh too if we knew how
I pinned my gaze out the window
On a ripe line of sky
That's where I was going
The word "receive." I received his deep
And interested gaze
A bean plant flourishes under the rain of sweet words
Tell what you think—I'm listening
The story ruffled its twenty leaves
*
Once my teacher set me on a high stool
For laughing. She thought the eyes
Of my classmates would whittle me to size
But they said otherwise
We'd laugh too if we knew how
I pinned my gaze out the window
On a ripe line of sky
That's where I was going
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