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Like a river flowin' through a stormbeat, weathered heart I can taste the sweetness of your hold - now it's gone Pretty dancer swinging like a rose painted gold Painting over the colours of my woe Hanging on a lonely rope, hanging on a lonely rope Swinging from a lonely cable, all alone I've been singing all my songs of woe so long That I've got wrong Like a thistle growing through a cornfield's gentle heart Like a faded seedling now blown over - dead an gone Pretty dancer swinging like a rose painted gold Painting over the colours of my woe Hanging on a lonely rope, hanging on a lonely rope Swinging from a lonely cable, all alone I've been singing all my songs of woe so long That I've got wrong
Summer's gone, the Winter's here again - now it's cold The sun is shining like a love gone wrong The Autumn leaves are brown and dropping like a stone What's here today is gone tomorrow, I know The colour's gone the pink has turned to gold Love is hiding like a shattered bone The Autumn leaves are brown and dropping like a stone What's here today is gone tomorrow, I know Holding on we're slowly going to pass away we're slowly fading What's here today is gone tomorrow Holding on we're slowly going to pass away we're slowly fading What's here today is gone tomorrow
I've been down to where all good men go to die And all the crystalline flowers are fading away As the cool waters froze Had the cool waters froze I've been alone, had the cruel tides take me home I've had misery scouting and paving the way As the cool waters froze Had the cool waters froze ooh, ooh I've been the flowers swaying to warm summer sun But I've been pissed on and ploughed over, sprayed like a weed And pulled from my ground And pulled from my gound And I've been the brother weighing two minds over one But I've had this foot in my grave and the other foot in yours Had the cool water's burn Had the cool water burn
Hanging down by the railway is a rose painted gold, painted gold Swaying down by the river in the cold and the dawn, and the dawn Where the tall weathered willow free and fawn are rising up, rising up Falling down they'll wither greying old in the dawn, in the dawn
Fade in fade out - All the lonely flowers singing Where has the summer gone? - All the lonely petals groan Fade in fade out - All the lonely flowers singing Where has the summer gone? She is but painted gold, a lonely flower swinging Painted like roses and posies dead and gone A radiant summer day held only by a memory Now just stone by the road Fade in fade out - All the lonely flowers singing Where has the summer gone? - All the lonely petals groan Fade in fade out - All the lonely flowers singing Where has the summer gone? Cheated by tainted blood and codeine's vile clingin' Painted like roses and posies dead and gone A radian summer day held only via memory Now just stone by the road Fade in fade out - All the lonely flowers singing Where has the summer gone? - All the lonely petals groan Fade in fade out - All the lonely flowers singing Where has the summer gone?
Well I went down to the river To clean my soul in the water one night Leave it all in the valley below I paint my woe across the sky Well I've been lost to the ether I've paid my cost to the boredom of night Seen it all - now everything's gone wrong So I taint my blood with all this wine 'Cause the water lied Well I fell down the well of my dispair Reachin' for the water one night But neither walls 'nor death can keep me from hopin' So I pray for time that grace won't but And when I'm gone and forgotten When I'm old, can't afford one more night Leave it all behind me with a rope I'll say goodbye and take my life 'Cause the water lied
Oh how we are in need of spring The Winter's here my dearest friend I wonder how we'll make it to the end? The black and gold fire up the sky Red and green wash in the mire Tell me now how has it been so long? The hourglass is slipping still Sheets of grey now blackened silk Wandering into the black of dawn The watercolours now have spilled Down the drain the blood will spill Tell me where the yellow and blue have gone? Follow the wind and face the rays of dawn My love will laugh with me until we see the sun Follow the wind and face the rays My love come dance with me into the setting sun... The autumn leaves are browning still Fading colours down the hill Tell me where the petals and green have gone? I see you standing in your summer dress Waves of pleated flowers pressed Tell me now where have you been my love? The hours pass the day gone still As we engage our loving lilt Tell me where our meadow and glee have gone? The watercolours now have spilled Down the drain the blood will spill Tell me where the yellow and blue have gone? Follow the wind and face the rays of dawn My love will dance with me until we see the sun Follow the wind and face the rays My love come dance with me into the setting sun...
Wild weather, seasons change, fire in her eyes My lady you're the dark star - my only star When stormy weather comes, safe in her sights My ships 'a sinkin and she's on bow and she pulls me over the side Ooh, Ooh, Ooh Wild hair and teaser-eyes dark like a stone Hither eyes and legs that just don't seem to meet the skies When stormy weather comes, shrieks with delight When ships are sinking she's on the bow with a cruel glean in her eyes Ooh, Ooh, Ooh She pulls the ropes, bleach and batters your bow Sweet singin' masquerade we're going down! Eyes full of secrets, not a shrinking violet My lady surely you are the devil - all right yeah!
Somewhere out in the hillside beneath the blood red oak Virginia is hanging by sorrow and a coil of rope She packed all her bags and plotted her end She wept all the way to the river and cried on the shore Trading life left for fading violets that just-like-that wither in the sun Fading flowers are painting over life-lessons better left alone Trading life left for fading violets that just-like-that wither in the sun Wither in the sun Somewhere out in the hillside beneath the blood red oak Virginia is hanging by sorrow and a coil of rope She packed all her bags and plotted her end She wept all the way to the river and cried on the shore Trading life left for fading violets that just-like-that wither in the sun Fading flowers are painting over life-lessons better left alone Trading life left for fading violets that just-like-that wither in the sun Wither in the sun