Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have lent me.
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Slow
All this time
All that was coming down was mine
And everything I fought to grow
Has withered hanging on that vine
All I wanted
Was all I needed you know
Everything good in my life
If you have to take it all away
Oh no
You take it all away
Oh no, no no
Take it slow
Everything I try to find
Is every love I'll never hold
But in your garden now
The weeds are choking seeds we've sown
All I wanted
Was all I needed you know
Everything good in my life
If you have to take it all away
Oh no
You take it all away
Oh no, no no
You take it slow
Now you'll find
Your own savior for a time
If you try my love
I hope you'll find your cure in time
All I wanted
Was all I needed you know
Everything good in my life
If you have to take it all away
Oh no
You take it all away
Oh no, no, no
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it
Take it
Take it slow
Slow
Slow
Slow
Slow
Slow
Slow
Slow