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The Classic Crime - The Beginning (A Simple Seed)

I left my heart in a plastic box

on the bedside table

It will be locked 'til I get home

I've grown feeble and tired of the world

and tired of constantly missing my girl

And I long to smell the sea

I miss the Pacific Ocean

and the northwest air

and to run each of my fingers

through the strands of her hair

I've been all over this country lately

but I've been nowhere it seems nowhere

Well I've found the cure

for my landlocked blues

It's coming home to you

If a simple seed gets just what it needs

then a redwood tree can grow

up to a hundred feet for the world to see

and endure the sleet and snow

But if my whole life was wrapped and priced

I wonder what the tag would show

'Cause every time I'm close to the holy ghost

I always seem to let her go

I let her go