It's the silk and the sound. And the cold creasing down. Of a long blade of grass. Tracing and cooling. Down. A bare leg. . It's the soles of your feet. Finding touches to breathe. On the bar
Mm, mm. Mm, mm. . Dolphin. Take me with you. . But I am bound. By the tin. That's under. My feet. And the engine. Behind. . If I held you. For a tow. Would you take me there. And back.
Moons and cattails. Sun and sandstone. Moons and cattails. Sun and sandstone. . I knew them way back. I knew them way back. Come along. Past the cave. Past the house. Come along. . Back to
Come away (come away). And follow me. . She will call you. From the winding. . Come away (come away). And follow me. . She will call you. Reminding. . Come feel along your side. The long
And it rains here. Everyday since I came,. And the linen covers rocks. And the green finds everything. Chimacum rain In the soar of leaves. And needle tufts and form,. In the grasses and the ree
Fog. Is catching. In cold. Round drops. And from the rail. Of his terrace. Dripping. . Some to fall and some to blink. In colours of neon from signs all along. His street. . His stairs are
Been. Coming down for a long time. Changes. Coming down on me. Can't seem to carry them all now. Been wishing there was someone else I could be. Hey, now, who really cares?. Hey, won't somebody
As the sand. Is to my toes. And the wind. Is to my face. And the rain. Upon my hair is felt. So his eyes. Were to my eyes. And to myself. . Each day I heard. The wind and surge. At night I
Well you live, in a tiny bungalow. With a Dutch wooden door, and a pot belly stove. You wear marlboro boots and buckskin jackets. Sewn by the love of your many ladies' hands You've been called a he
