Oh, when it's god I see in headlights kneeling down on frozen highways. And salvation in white knuckles on a wheel. And the deer is in the audience by the border of the darkness.
We melting ruby hard. Confused and tray. To burn the old. And to shake a blade. And then you swing it low. Begginers faith. To lose a skin. To just grow away.
Oh, I have lived for ages I'm a thousand turns of tides. I'm a thousand wakes of springtime and thousand infant cries. Oh, a thousand infant cries. . I got sixteen hundred tigers now tied to silver strings.
Jump 'long the creekside. The rock's crooked line. Fun curls your hair and. The days open wide. . And horses trot faster 'til sparrows fall down. But you just fall, laughin', to the snow on the ground.
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.
When there's no one here in the tryouts. Who will live through your first day's trial. Of confusion when your faint and crooked smile. Had to leave. When you're painted like a warrior.
There is a crow moon coming in well you keep looking out. It is the hollow month of march now sweeping in. Lets watch phenomenons that rise out of the darkness now.
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.
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.
She said I cannot tell you why, she said I'm in a rush. There are softer dreams for you to think about now love. Things that you have seen this night that run by that the river's flow.
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.
The Tallest Man on Earth - "Tangle In This Trampled Wheat". . Been so many days of longing now. Why should it ever be this far. Where I get frightened.