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Why Knot Design

MISTER JONES WASN’T HOME


I went looking for myself the other day
Thought mister Jones had something to say
But wouldn't you know
He wasn't home


Mister Jones I came to your entrance way
The silence that answered turned me away
Up in the mountain people asked if I would take my life
But I was just out searching in the middle of the night


Those people I met were looking somewhere else
When I was looking inside myself
What was it that I would find there
What was the magic that kept my path straight


Mister Jones had I met you what would you have said
Would I have been able to read the thoughts inside your head