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Well if I ever see the morning
Just like a lizard in the spring
I’m gonna run out in the meadow
To catch the silence where it sings
I’m gonna force the Serengeti
To disappear into my eyes
Then when I hear your voices callin’
I’m gonna turn just inside out
Well if I ever get to slumber
Just like I’m all deep in the ground
Hell, I won’t be found
Deep in the dust forgotten gathered
I grow a diamond in my chest
I make reflections as the moon shines on
Turn to a villain as I rest
Well if I ever get to slumber
Just like I’m all deep in the ground
Hell, I won’t be found
I know there is a hollow
I need to fill it with a draft
Of all the words that I wont way
And with a quiet whisper
I send a curse upon the day
That never used the sun to see
The light
I’m gonna float up in the ceiling
I built a levee of the stars
And in my field of tired horses
I built a freeway through this farce
Well if I ever get the slumber
Ill be that more deep in the ground
And I won’t be found
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So deep into the orchard you will stumble on the skin of snakes.
So let me know your nerves, we'll lose the road.
And I will boil the curtains to extract the drugs of springtime,
but the unicorn it stirs up as a mule.
I said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
I said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
And far out on the ocean with a colored nail I'll force the whale,
We'll tattoo all our crimes across his back.
Can't you see him swim up to the harbor of the city with the shiver in our buildings as we drown.
I said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
I said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
'Cause we will paint our house with water,
To have an outlet for the sigh.
And as I never see the changes,
I will be useless as I try.
As I say baby don't cry.
You said I look just like Mosiah on a cloudy night just findin' out.
The wise men lost but still they found a son.
And deep into the orchard you will lead me by the skin of snakes,
to let me know my sentence as they dry.
I said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
I said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
'Cause we will paint our house with water,
To have an outlet for the sigh
And as I never see the changes,
I will be useless as I try.
As I say baby don't cry.
The colors of the water streams been floatin' through our pistol dreams a long time.
And I never went to see the fall before the barrel builder call.
Forgive, oh me.
You said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
I said throw me in the fire now, c'mon
'Cause we will paint our house with water,
To have an outlet for the sigh
And as I never see the changes,
I will be useless as I try.
As I say baby don't you cry.
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Now the snow will fall and the lover's call
Will be drenched out by the shatterin' of verse
As the seasoned shifts lonely minds will drift
On the ocean in a build above its lore
As I knock your door from inside once more
How I wish a soothin' breeze would let me in
Shake my tambourine at your glowing dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
As we cease to know where our fate will go
We won't see the rivers tied up in the vines
Branches will untie every mumblin' lie
Every frayed word in your lullaby is heard
Oh when I catch the ______ of our ______
How I wish the turning suset could record
Blow my engine steam at your glowin' dreams
So honey won't you let me in, oh
Now the dust will rise, dress the olden skies
Just a gallery of words we've used much
It's a _____ ____ but what if it's too late
To be building up our muscles in ______
Put me on the mornin' ship and I will take the trip
To return with all the treasures of the past
It will always seem like a glowin' dream
So honey won't you let me in
I said honey won't you let me in, oh
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Come see the ripples on the water
As I throw pebbles in the pond
To let the sky go past its surface
Empty my pockets filled with stones
My pockets filled with stones
Come see the sadness of the sailor
As I will scratch his deep blue floor
Already in my years of bad luck
Oh, I broke his mirror long before
Oh when I dive into the water
I've raised the bottom to be saved
It's just a shallow grave
I found the darkness in my neighbor
I found the fire in the frost
I found the season once claimed healthy
Oh, I need the guidance of the lost
But when I dive into the water
I've raised the bottom to be saved
It's just a shallow grave
'Cause when I dive into the water
I've raised the bottom to be saved
It's just a shallow grave
It's just a shallow grave
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Oh, well I knew you shook the set-up baby, of all the leaves up in the ground
And I know our song is over and heavy as I see dry leaves fallin' down, oh
With all this fever in my mind, I could drown in your kerosene eyes
Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky
Oh, where do my bluebirds fly?
And as the early sign of dawn of thunder I see you stir the fog around
And when you find the boys and gears of sunset we'll hear that high and lonesome sound, oh
And I will question every wind if they gone through the glow of your eyes
Oh, you're just a riddle in the sky
Oh, where do my bluebirds fly?
I say where do my bluebirds fly?
Oh, well I know you soak your feathers baby upon the ghosts along my trail
And I know well I was sole and buried before I knew it was for sale, oh
With all this fever in my mind I could aim for your kerosene eyes
Oh, you're just a target in the sky
I say where do my bluebirds fly?
I say where do my bluebirds fly?
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I sense a runner in the garden
Although my judgements known to fail
Once built a steamboat in a meadow
Cos I'd forgotten how to sail
I know the runner's going to tell you
There ain't no cowboy in my hair
So now he's buried by the daisies
So I could stay the tallest man in your eyes, babe
I sense a spy up in the chimney
From all the evidence I've burned
I guess he'll read it in the smoke now
And soon to ashes I'll return
I know the spy is going to tell you
It's not my flag up in the pole
So now he's buried by the lilies
So I could stay forever more in your eyes, babe
I sense a leak inside my phone now
From all the lies I have told
I know he has your private number
And soon he'll make that vicious call
I know the leak is going to tell you
There ain't no puppy in your leash
So now he'll fertilize the roses
So I could stay the king you see
In your eyes, babe (x2)
So now we're dancing through the garden
And what a garden I have made
And now that death will grow my jasmine
I find it soothing I'm afraid
Now there is no need for suspicion
There ain't no frog kissing your hand
I won't be lying when I tell you
That I'm a gardner I'm a man
In your eyes babe (x3)
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Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands
I will set the tempo low in my commands
Come follow down the highway once trailed by my golden calf
Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands
And I will drive it like a shepherd to the sun
It's the easiest decision I have done
Come follow down the highway once trailed by my golden calf
Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands
And the bells up in the towers they will ring
And the frightened little choirs they will sing
They will tremble on their voices like it's from another shore
Oh, the frightened little choirs they will sing
I will sit up in the saddle of the storm
I will ride across the sea I stand before
Though the people on the beaches weigh just nothing bout themselves
I will sit up in the saddle of the storm
Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands
And I never understood a written plan
I have set my house on fire 'cause I don't need it anymore
Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands
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When you mend the patches of my clothin'
You know every thread goes through my heart
Guessin' that the river's gonna dry up
Well, I said that's not the reason why we bard
Lookin' 'round the corner where I left you
Wonderin' whatever led me there
Knowin' that a quiet, unconscious feeling could be bought to drown a memory anywhere
She said, "I don't want your medicine and I don't need the sparrow in my art (heart?)"
When I'm covered by the thunder I get rid of all your breath deep in my lungs
Splayed in the wind apart
And when I touch the ceiling on a spring day
Wishin' it could heed up every crow
So that they could lift me by my shoulders
Take me from this frozen lake and let you know
Just that I want to be your medicine I want to feed the sparrow in your art
When I'm covered by the thunder I'll get rid of all the breath deep in our lungs
Splayed the wind apart
Hell I'm still standing 'round the corner where I left you
Diggin' up a quite sufficient track
Never know when you're behind that angle with a tranquilizer gun in your sweet pair(?)
Oh I want to be your medicine I want to feed the sparrow in your art
When we're covered by the thunder we'd become just one and feel the lightning shard
Splayed the wind apart
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I've set the rain
to be cold and hard
I've set the sun to
be bright and sharp
To wake you up
from your hollow dream
I'll shake your bed
with a thunder strike
from my hand
Lets come all steal
we will lie and cheat
and turn around
all their limit signs
and redirect this
this great old boring road
into the depths
of a lions mouth
Just to see
if theres something we believe
Our dog dog will drink
Till the oceans gone
And he will pull
Till the collar breaks
And everyone
That he will run down
Will see his limbs
as they grow and bleed
But we'l see
if theres something they believe
Lets say goodbye
to the weather girl
just let her die
when we killed her sound
and when the screen
is all dark and charged
the limousine
will be parked outside
in the street
for us to throw into the stream
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Nobody knew what the raven would do
If he found it was rain in your hands
Like a dog set on wheels you will lope down the street
From the sound of the scratch in his claws
As the buildings who hide you knew nothing bout time
But an arrow just brushin' your chin
You said, "Damn be this wind is still movin' on in
To the bones and the bed of my soul."
You said, "Damn be this wind it's still movin' on in
To the bones and the bed of my soul."
Like a fox on the run from the well-informed son
With the bearin's for cannonball love
Just like nobody said where that eagle was fed
'Till you stood on the black cross in June
Just like nobody said where that eagle was fed
'Till you stood on the black cross in June
And nobody said that the raven was dead,
So you hid all your tears in the grass.
Sure, it could look like dew, but they're laughin' at you
And they'll send in their clowns when you're lost.
Sure, it could look like dew, but they're laughin' at you
And they'll send in the clowns when you're lost.
You said, "Damn be this wind it's still movin' on in
To the bones and the bed of my soul."
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