It's knowin' that your door always is open and your path is free to walk.
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch.
And its knowing that I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds.
And the ink stains that are dried upon some line.
A West Virginia boy that picked up a guitar and became famous.
This is two versions of one of a few songs that make me tear up each time I hear it.
It really doesn't matter how we look or dress just as long as we can agree on one thing.
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