I?m a chimney sweeping man You see the black lines On the backs of my hands I planted all the gardens I sent off all the hand-typed letters To the empty
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My wooden vibrating mouth Sing me your lover?s song Come with me we?ll head up north Where the rivers run icy and strong The empty theater is lying
Watch, i can flash across the sky A lightning bolt from up on high And i can crash into myself Now a flower blooms in reverse And a song takes back a
The rose is not afraid to blossom Though it knows its pedals must fall And with its pedals fall seeds into soil Why toil to contain it all? Why toil
Riptide pulls me out into the open sea My toes dangle for a place to stand and be Oh starry night come and chart a course Or send me a boat with an
There?s a shadow beneath the sea There?s a shadow between you and me I?ve learned that love is scared of light Thousand seeds from a flower Blowing
I saw the violet turn to night I saw the water turn to ice A thousand snowflakes hovered ?round me The world aglow I heard a distant songbird singing
Music in the air Plucked from the centuries Presented in the form Of a song by you to me Seagull in the air Floating on the updraft See me on the ground
With photographs And magnetic tape We capture Pretty animals in cages Pretty flowers in vases Enraptured And doesn?t the tree Write great poetry? Doing
Clear as ice, oh clear as ice Dripping down from a rock Spring will come and so will fall All my enemies have finally fled They?ve finally fled and gone
Dead eye from the wood of life Hold the ropes and the rigging lines Red-eye a.m. Here i lie Shipwreck passing underneath What of the sailor and her spinning
