Boulders Lyrics – I Am Oak

Now I’m thinking back to when
The boulder started rolling
I am there on a ridge
Near the shoulder of the road

Growing old and dumb
And the cradle had creased my bones
Like ’em Like ’em Like ’em or don’t
And I would grow old and dumb

Grow old and dumb
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I Am Oak Lyrics – Boulders

I Am Oak

Boulders