Cartel - Georgia lyrics

There’s something about the Georgia summer afternoons

When the sun goes down, and the air gets cool

And it's home to me, it's, home to me

And I've been missing that place too much it seems

Gave up any home just to find my dreams

And it's weighing on me, it's, weighing on me

Hey now, it's weighing on me(?)

But I'm only just one second short of calling this my end

If I gave you something different, would you call it the same?

But I'm only just one person, who am I to disagree?

If I gave you simple reasons, would you still be questioning me?

I climbed a mountain simply looking for advice

All I found were children playing innocent and nice

Everyone was peaceful, and everyone polite

No one to whisper dreams once thought to be a part of life

But I’m only just one second short of calling this my end

If I gave you something different, would you call it the same?

But I’m only just one person, who am I to disagree

If I gave you simple reasons, would you still be questioning me?

I found a poor man once; he was the age of 53

He spoke about the government, and the thought of being free

What good does us reason, if we fail to see?

What good does us freedom, if we fail to be free?

Thanks to med for these lyrics