Washed up on shore Washed up on shore I'd like to live beneath the dirt A tiny space to move and breathe is All that I would ever need I want to live
cluster flies I never ever saw the stars so bright In the farmhouse things will be alright Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Welcome this is a farmhouse Welcome this is a farmhouse
Welcome this is a farmhouse We have cluster-flies, alas, And this time of year is bad We are so very sorry There is little we can do But swat them She
Vertimas: Phish. Troba.
When I jumped off I had a bucket full of thoughts When I first jumped off I held that bucket in my hand Ideas that would take me all around the world
There've been times when I wonder And times when I don't Concepts I'll ponder And concepts I won't ever see God isn't one of these Former or latter
I'd like to live beneath the dirt A tiny space to move and breathe Is all that I would ever need I wanna live beneath the dirt Where I'd be free from
I'll tell you about the driver who lives inside my head Starts me up and stops me and puts me into bed He opens up my mouth when it's time for me to
Welcome this is a farmhouse We have cluster-flies, alas, And this time of year is bad We are so very sorry There is little we can do But swat them
Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo Papa sing gotta jibboo Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo Papa sing gotta jibboo Mama sing sing when she gotta
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Several times unconsciously I've stumbled on the path And seen a mountain in the mist Rain falls on my shoulders, sun rises in the east I'm worn and
If you can heal the symptoms But not affect the cause It's quite a bit like trying to heal A gunshot wound with gauze If you instead attempt to wrest
Piper, Piper, the red, red worm Woke last night to the sound of the storm Her words were words I sailed upon
I can't describe the feeling when I'm in my bed asleep and then I wake up with a vision blurred And all my efforts are deterred To reconstruct this image
I spoke your name for many days Pronouncing it in several ways And moving letters all around And when you heard the end result I told you it was not
