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i do believe you're blushing
everything in your mind is coming
oh miss k i do believe you
i wanna stick you gold and blue
sucking boat where i want to be
train train in the ground with me
sinking sky the sky is falling
looking out i am calling you
i do believe your eyes
your face is glowing
i do believe your face
waking up to your eyes
endless over
i do believe that you are blushing
put down in the ground won't you
take a walk in the park won't you
let's lay on the rock with me
don't you don't you want to look me
push me to the wall won't you
push a ring down my neck for you
what will they be like, like you?
incredible eyes, incredible
i do believe your eyes
you face is glowing
i do believe your face
waking up to your eyes
endless over
i do believe that you are blushing
everything in your mind is coming
oh miss k i do believe you
i wanna stick you gold and blue
sucking boat where i want to be
train train in the ground with me
sinking sky the sky is falling
looking out i am calling you
i do believe your eyes
your face is glowing
i do believe your face
waking up to your eyes
endless over
i do believe that you are blushing
put down in the ground won't you
take a walk in the park won't you
let's lay on the rock with me
don't you don't you want to look me
push me to the wall won't you
push a ring down my neck for you
what will they be like, like you?
incredible eyes, incredible
i do believe your eyes
you face is glowing
i do believe your face
waking up to your eyes
endless over
i do believe that you are blushing
Lyrics submitted by twee!
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So much more fulfilling than discussing, uh, I dunno...song meanings?
anyway, your comment sucks. and i love this song.
anyway, your comment sucks. and i love this song.
the genius of this approach is that small things can be very affecting. the downside is that sometimes it's only boring (i.e. the endlessly repeated lyrics of "cherry cream on": what, does it contain more than five words in the whole song?)
then it's startling that after an album of what seem to be fairly simple love songs (except the tribute to the painter isabel bishop), then just before the end, we hear "june"
"june" begins with a series of observations which--once one (later) realizes the subject matter of the song--then seem shockingly mundane. it's a straightforward list of memories from seeing his father on his deathbed.
i'd guess mark robinson let someone else take the vocal duties for "june" because the material was still too close to home; perhaps he couldn't sing it without crying?