Wickedjohnandthedevil's listening history
I hear the train a coming round the buffalo bend
Near where they fought the civil war with some of my friends
I feel like I could float away right over the hills
No time for recollections or for telephone bills
I need a few things while…
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My ghost was hiding deep in the book stacks
He get mistaken for hat racks
Gets toppled onto the floor
My ghost lives on the edge of the sidewalk
It doesn’t matter how I talk
It’s just the same as it was
But you know how it goes
It…
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I see my footsteps in the garden
I hardly recognized the feet
The ruddy clay in Carolina
Impressions there in front of me
The stalks above collecting daylight
Conceal their mysteries down below
For who I am I too traipse your garden
If…
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This old road bends round the lakeside
Round every little tiny curve
They drained the water out one morning
So now it’s just a field of dirt
The little houses rest uneven
Upon the dried up empty shore
I feel the absence all around me…
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The truth is it’s useless to ponder it
I’m helpless, I’m selfish for needing it
And what do you buy for the guy who created the universe?
So biblical, to trivial to manifest
No confidence, no eucharist for those like us
And what do…
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I awake one morning in the dark before the day
Somehow knowing light will soon be creeping in this place
Some guy out there starts his engine, warming up his car
Birds of prey complete the cycle, rats crawl out from underneath the barn…
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No one grumbles in the pine woods
No one cries when morning comes
See the stars fade into daylight
See the footprints in the snow
My god could it be more certain?
My god could I take the wheel for now?
Ice made still the rushing waters…
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I’ve been lonesome and forlorn
One fine day I shall be yourn
Crossing rivers mountain thyme
I need to see my dear Caroline
I need to see Caroline
Caroline once called my name
Held my hand and looked my way
Tied my gifts with sisal twine…
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Midnight, daylight, coming undone
Shooting stars and the rising sun
Packed up camp and I hit the trail
Gonna find a place 'tween Heaven and Hell
Full Sail Half Baked biscuits in a pan
Lo-fi high stakes game I'm gonna win
Chart my course…
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