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I put a stop to my wages
I tore up manuscripts and pages
And I felt free, for a while
And then I broke down in denial

Oh my Dakota
You're getting older
Can you help me break my hold of
Feeling blue, getting old

There's no paint on the canvas
Just an absence filled with sadness
And I've seen friends come and go
But only one stayed through the snow

Oh my Dakota
You're getting older
Can you sit here let me ponder
What it means

What's my fate
Nights go by
I dream awake
Is this a phase
It's getting late
Strike a match
Until it breaks

Oh my Dakota
You're getting older
Can you help me break my hold of
Or just sit, a while, with me