歌词
Through crooked teeth and mouthed up ties
They spit you up river just like all those lions
That walked the banks
They said, "Paint me that river
And would you only use blues?
With a brilliant big black mouth
Lengths of pines that route the river through
Through and through"
Fashion, fashion ballrooms of the leaves
We’d like to watch the ghosts dance
We’d like to watch the ghosts dance
"Paint me that arm
That lies directly over mountains
Where the glaciers climb so tall
One absent of the scars, passing boats and ships and oars
Tend to leave, the veins will be the tributaries
With all the sounds of the ocean, the ocean"
Fashion, fashion ballrooms of the leaves
We’d like to watch the ghosts dance
We’d like to watch the ghosts dance
Fashion, fashion ballrooms of the leaves
We’d like to watch the ghosts dance
We’d like to watch the ghosts dance
I am but a man
But a proud, proud man
But a proud, proud man
Silver bells
That line the way
Through baited trails
We’ll find you there
Silver bells (Silver bells)
That line the way (Line the way)
Through baited trails (Baited trails)
We’ll find you there
I am but a man
But a proud, proud man
But a proud, proud man
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