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  1. Ponderosa Pine

From the recording In Real Time

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Lyrics

there’s a road so often traveled
that she never tries to find
still it finds her so easily
it’s hard to see how they’re not always intertwined

maybe this time
you won’t hear yourself say
“maybe this time will be different than the last”
just this once - is that too much to ask

she will always keep your secret
no matter what you tell
she can hide the summer in the cold
and the winter in Hell
and the road that she travels
is under every step
still it finds her so easily
it’s hard to see how you could ever break its grip

maybe this time
won’t go the same way
“maybe this time will be different than before”
as crazy as it is to believe that anymore

maybe this time
maybe next time
maybe sometime
maybe sometime