Из альбома: Warble Womb

All your dark thoughts
They bring the storm
My head’s a house, I keep it warm
The door’s been swung wide
I let you in You’re kicking holes on your way out again
The desert wind, all burning black
Yesterday’s blowin' back
I know right and I know wrong
I know it’s time you were gone
From some sick fever dream
Comes the shifting sand
I want back my lost land
Till the crooked places
All be made straight
I can bend, I can wait
The desert wind, all burning black
Yesterday’s blowin' back
I know right and I know wrong
I know it’s time you were gone
Not having time I could stay lost
Now I’m wanted where and at what cost

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