And the warblers sing: deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet! And the sparrows sing: deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet! Through the wheels, through the wheels on the interstate, And hear no refrain. And the beetles creep (
Bowerbirds
2024-12-23 01:32
Bowerbirds In Our Talons歌词
Bowerbirds Slow Down歌词
[ti:Slow Down] [ar:India.Arie] [al:Voyage To India] [offset:500] [00:00.00]India.Arie - Slow Down [00:10.22] [00:12.22]So far from where I started out [00:16.28]So far from where I wanna be [00:20.40]Listening for answers in the wind [00:24.55]But ca
Bowerbirds Hooves歌词
Back to when I was born on a full moon, I nearly split my mama in two, While she held me proud I had the thought: Well, there's no one more beautiful than you. Ahhhhh ahhhhhhh And you're the kindlin' still that burns below my heart, And you're the ho
Bowerbirds Tuck the Darkness In歌词
Well, the light was rust, and the cold was in our knees, and our breath poured out over golden fields Though I could not know then, weâd have but few times like these, with all the good smoke in between Tucked the darkness in, dragged the harrow ac
Bowerbirds In the Yard歌词
In the Yard - Bowerbirds Last night I dreamed we'd found a stand of trees framing a pond and a field in between. And with a hammer and a blade and our four hands, here's what we made. The logs we peeled and stacked in a ring, and then we crowned it,
Bowerbirds Dark Horse歌词
On the shore of the lake In the great upstate of New York Came the call of a loon Cold, cold, o'er a plume of smoke He spoke to my center He spoke of the future He sang, "You, my friend, are alone, alone." We live with the cockroach And we split
Bowerbirds The Ticonderoga歌词
Old ship, give me your hands. Im the cape that came to crush and snag you on my sands. Below the ocean, and from my point of view, You were always drinking, and drunk well before noon, And dreaming on my pillow of high tide. But Id allow you. Old fri
Bowerbirds Human Hands歌词
When I wake, I wake by the brook, To an untamed thunder, And the northern flicker flash about as the soup in the sky grows thicker. But I tip my cap and curtsy, and I take no offense Because there is no hate in your darkest cloud, no ill intent. Yet