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My heart became a drunken runt |
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On the day I sunk in this shunt |
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To tap me clean |
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Of all the wonder |
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And the sorrow I have seen |
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Since I left my home: |
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My home, on the old Milk Lake |
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Where the darkness does fall so fast |
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It feels like some kind of mistake |
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(just like they told you it would; |
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Just like the Tulgeywood) |
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When I came into my land |
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I did not understand: |
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Neither dry rot, nor the burn pile |
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Nor the bark-beetle, nor the dry well |
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Nor the black bear |
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But there is another |
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Who is a little older |
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When I broke my bone |
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He carried me up from the riverside |
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To spend my life |
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In spitting-distance |
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Of the love that I have known |
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I must stay here, in an endless eventide |
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And if you come and see me |
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You will upset the order |
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You cannot come and see me |
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For I set myself apart |
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But when you come and see me |
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In California |
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You cross the border of my heart |
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Well, I have sown untidy furrows |
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Across my soul |
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But I am still a coward |
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Content to see my garden grow |
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So sweet & full |
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Of someone else's flowers |
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But sometimes |
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I can almost feel the power |
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Sometimes I am so in love with you |
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(Like a little clock |
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That trembles on the edge of the hour |
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Only ever calling out "Cuckoo, cuckoo") |
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When I called you |
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You, little one |
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In a bad way |
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Did you love me? |
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Do you spite me? |
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Time will tell if I can be well |
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And rise to meet you rightly |
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While, moving across my land |
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Brandishing themselves |
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Like a burning branch |
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Advance the tallow-colored |
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Walleyed deer |
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Quiet as gondoliers |
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While I wait all night, for you |
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In California |
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Watching the fox pick off my goldfish |
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From their sorry, golden state-- |
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And I am no longer |
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Afraid of anything, save |
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The life that, here, awaits |
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I don't belong to anyone |
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My heart is heavy as an oil drum |
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And I don't want to be alone |
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My heart is yellow as an ear of corn |
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And I have torn my soul apart, from |
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Pulling artlessly with fool commands |
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Some nights |
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I just never go to sleep at all |
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And I stand |
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Shaking in my doorway like a sentinel |
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All alone |
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Bracing like the bow upon a ship |
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And fully abandoning |
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Any thought of anywhere |
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But home |
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My home |
| [06:15.81] |
Sometimes I can almost feel the power |
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And I do love you |
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Is it only timing |
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That has made it such a dark hour |
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Only ever chiming out |
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"Cuckoo, cuckoo"? |
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Cu-ckoo, cu-ckoo, koo, ha-a, ha-hour, ha-a, ha-a |
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My heart, I wear you down, I know |
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Gotta think straight |
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Keep a clean plate; |
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Keep from wearing down |
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If I lose my head |
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Just where am I going to lay it? |
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(For it has half-ruined me |
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To be hanging around |
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Here, among the daphne |
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Blooming out of the big brown; |
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I am native to it, but I'm overgrown |
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I have choked my roots |
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On the earth, as rich as roe |
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Here Down in California.) |
