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Only ME

After my bath on the porch in the summer
I try not to think that life's just a bummer
But as soon as it's quiet and I start to listen
The world starts to tell me what I've truly been missin'
The chirp of a bird
The buzz of a bee
Are these the things that are buggin' me?
The hum of my ice box
The breeze in the trees
Blowin' so softly it's a partin' the leaves
And as I look close past where I can see
I find my real problem 
Has been only ME

by Marty Halbritter