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I'm an engine driver
On a long run, on a long run
Would I work beside her
She's a long one, such a long one
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
I'm a country lineman
On a high line, on a high line
So will be my grandson
There are power lines in our bloodlines
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones
I'm a money lender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, ever tortured
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
I am a writer, I am all that you have home
Home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones
(And if you don't love me let me go)
And if you don't love me let me go
(And if you don't love me let me go)
And if you don't love me let me go
On a long run, on a long run
Would I work beside her
She's a long one, such a long one
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
I'm a country lineman
On a high line, on a high line
So will be my grandson
There are power lines in our bloodlines
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones
I'm a money lender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, ever tortured
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
I am a writer, I am all that you have home
Home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones
(And if you don't love me let me go)
And if you don't love me let me go
(And if you don't love me let me go)
And if you don't love me let me go
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I also think that he broke up with her and yet still can't forget about her, thus "if you don't love me, let me go." Though this could also be her breaking up with him and he's telling his memory of her to leave him alone.
"And I am a writer, writer of fictions,
I am the heart that you call home,
And I've written pages upon pages,
Trying to rid you from my bones,
My bones,
My bones."
You're trying to get rid of your feelings by pursuing someone else.
And then the other thought, that occurs a lot, "If you don't love me let me go." The thought that if it's true love, the person should love you back.
*shrug* That's my take.
He keeps writing these stories and pouring himself into these different characters
and no matter who he becomes he still doesn't get the girl.
I think this makes the "heart you call home" and "all that you have home" make even more sense. The muse can only live through the writer.
It seems as though the writer isn't doing that well with his/her work, the muse isn't giving him the love he needs to succeed, get published, and make it in the world of fiction. Thus, he wants to either make it soon or give up the struggle.
But then, I'm a writer.