Riding you down Up the backstairs Skip a line, walking wound of mine As big as your fist Who gave you such a heart Such a heart as this Spread out on the ground Corsicana clip Corsicana slip All around your lips The spool has spun, unwound
In the hollow of His hand Delicate listener My tethered giver My burning lampstand
Oh I must be off, off your rock I set my teeth in spite of hand I've got a chalk-man's chance To bed him down To stop his clock Be a proverb to me Quiet, like a feather Seven hundred pound hold And buck rein tight Just as dangerous With my free hand tonight From a slag of iron All drawn out, all such animals do sound The baal-room belle found Stoved in, gutted down
From the hollow of His hand Delicate listener My tethered giver Mercy the demand In the hollow of Your hand My tethered giver My burning lamp-light stand
I leave her The looking through I leave her In the far fetched window Clean liver, right believer baby You know that he is near He has set his golden face Hey, cold shoulder Hey bread winner Wishful in my ear Hackamore whistler Cold shoulder In the far fetched window High above the praises of the people High above the praises of the people Unapproachable light! Unapproachable light! Come here! Come here!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.