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Baby canteen, when i thought your heart stopped beating
The room brought out the silence in your breathing
A birth in wooded housing will help you live beyond the numbers
Let us pray to pan let in the light
And see us bathe and sleep among us
Smell the body of our elders
And wake up to the milky way at breakfast
I’ll take the time to pick up all the widow makers broken
No real way to remember if we'll work again
Color people say oh no, cause they think it’s contagious
Marshmallow people say oh yeah, cause they think it's a masterpiece
The sky has brakes
What a good day to rise
De Soto De Son will time
Goodbye blue heron goodbye green fly goodbye goodbye
I’ve got a raft you'll sail till the open lie in the lake
While your body is broken
When you go out I’ll cry in the thicket
Shooting from school
There’s a green where the crickets cry mom can't breathe and i know she's leaving
And that the birds of a quay are all good for the crocodile
So slow it down
Its not a race
Death takes time
Do you see it?
Baby canteen swollen fingers in the water
I roped an Island pony for your birthday
I'll live in wooded housing till they put out all your needles
And drop you in and shelter near the highway
The room brought out the silence in your breathing
A birth in wooded housing will help you live beyond the numbers
Let us pray to pan let in the light
And see us bathe and sleep among us
Smell the body of our elders
And wake up to the milky way at breakfast
I’ll take the time to pick up all the widow makers broken
No real way to remember if we'll work again
Color people say oh no, cause they think it’s contagious
Marshmallow people say oh yeah, cause they think it's a masterpiece
The sky has brakes
What a good day to rise
De Soto De Son will time
Goodbye blue heron goodbye green fly goodbye goodbye
I’ve got a raft you'll sail till the open lie in the lake
While your body is broken
When you go out I’ll cry in the thicket
Shooting from school
There’s a green where the crickets cry mom can't breathe and i know she's leaving
And that the birds of a quay are all good for the crocodile
So slow it down
Its not a race
Death takes time
Do you see it?
Baby canteen swollen fingers in the water
I roped an Island pony for your birthday
I'll live in wooded housing till they put out all your needles
And drop you in and shelter near the highway
Lyrics submitted by horsehead, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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... hmm
Best song off Campfire Songs? I think so. The rain outside the porch really adds to the song in this one, doesn't it? It makes it sound like a warm song on a really cold night.
holy crap it comes with a lyric booklet?
why are the other ones not up then
id enjoy to know the queen in my pictures lyrics
but i still cant hear do you see it from that