《Melting Grid》歌词

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paper that's quick to burn, and the cinnamon peeler[00:00:37]

beetles crushed that dye the carmine, well[00:00:50]

i exist to be dreaming still[00:00:56]

kansas, arkansas[00:01:02]

my fields they're always rich and in fire[00:01:08]

long work labor not worth our minds[00:01:14]

and i long forgotten the feeling of silence[00:01:20]

and if the roses need not tending[00:01:27]

until, until noon i'd sleep[00:01:34]

never could i have gone on that way[00:01:41]

because money's not the thing that's ever given me sight[00:01:47]

colorado, wyoming, helena into the evergreen[00:02:00]

and the wilds washed all thought of endeavor that was left in me[00:02:12]

and would you ask my permission[00:02:25]

the next time you absorb me?[00:02:32]

preserve my memory of the mystic west[00:02:39]

as i lay no claim to the devotion i felt[00:02:46]

our conversation, it banks in me[00:02:58]

and i had almost forgotten the nature of dawn[00:03:04]

i thought of it for days after[00:03:10]

even months after the moments were gone[00:03:17]

but i'd get so lonely inside that room[00:03:23]

no matter who would ever wait for me[00:03:30]

i get so lonely inside that room[00:03:37]

no matter who would ever wait for me[00:03:44]

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