Well there's one thing Mama, I think you should know
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It is not love that makes the flowers grow
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But a complex electron transfer process known as photosynthesis when chlorophyll reacts with the light of day
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Since you're gone, the light has gone away
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Oh there's one more thing Mama, I think that you'll find
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It is not love that makes the stars shine
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But the spontaneous combustion of super-heated and super-condensed gasses in the process known as fusion that creates new elements when the time is right
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Since you're gone, stars don't shine so bright
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Oh there's another thing Mama, I think I should confide
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It is not love that'll turn the tide
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But the net difference in the gravitational pull between the Earth and the Moon as it is acted out upon the waves
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But since you're gone, I feel washed away
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I could have been a mathematician
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Studied rockets for a livin'
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Would've worked out better in the end
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But to get more specific I'd break every law of physics
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To bring you back to me again
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Well there's one more thing, I'll tell you if I can
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It is not love, that makes a non-stick frying pan
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But a top-secret, trademarked, conglomerated, most likely carcinogenic, polyurethane compound spread in a micro-thin substance,
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over a negatively charged layer of aluminum, copper, iron, lead, VHS, FYI, apple pie, FBI, and some other elements too
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Since you're gone, I wish I'd stuck to you
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Stuck To You
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Josh Ritter |