All These Things

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My mom recovered - alcoholic gave me opera, and Jackson Pollack said,
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"All these things, all these things are yours."
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She said, "You're not blessed and you're not cursed. In the end, you write your verse."
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Yeah, all these things, all these things are yours.


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Let that feeling born in shadow,
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let it make you, make you strong,
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and the demons you've got to carry,
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carry you on, and on, and on.


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John Coltrane's addict ways, took us all to better days.
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Said all these things, all these things are yours.
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Am I right, or am I wrong? In the end, just write your song.
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'Cuz all these things, all these things are yours.


         Bm              D
Let that feeling born in shadow,
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let it make you, make you strong,
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and the demons you've got to carry,
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carry you on, and on, and on.


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'Cuz all these things, all these things are yours.
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All these things, all these things are yours.
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All these things, all these things are yours.


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What happened to you, man, I've been there too.
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'Cuz all these things, all these things are yours.


         Bm              D
Let that feeling born in shadow,
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let it make you, make you strong,
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and the demons you've got to carry,
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carry you on, and on, and on.


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Let that feeeeeeeeling that you caaaaarry...
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No, no, no.