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song And they knew all the lyrics by heart, now, And they play in the perfect key, And their tombstones are silhouetted, And the band I can barely
And a crescent city breeze One wrong turn on Bourbon Cuts like the knives of New Orleans I'm a ghost dodging bullets In all of these alleys Just looking for
Â© Hazel O'Connor I go down the left side instead of the right I'm suffocating and I'm having to fight To keep myself moving out the crowd Who throw
the Brocken Spectre rose a luring Angel Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black With journey through the witch trials learned of lore and wives tales
Virginal goddess of Hunt Diana Through the Brocken Spectre rose a lureing Angel Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black Journey through the witch
A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon Couples naked race down by its quiet side And we laugh like soft, mad children Smug in the woolly cotton
turned eighteen that spring By summer had my own place And I bought my baby's ring Fell in with the wrong crowd Breakin' laws, I broke her heart By
That we drank from the serpents vine Now we live in another time We could live together She lives on the borderline, That they call hazel
flies each one tries to be the best catch and next years bride. Uncle Sam and Uncle Joe take their places in the row. They're standing by side to side
I was a face in a crowd full of ghosts You're a fire at a funeral, hot damn and holy smoke I was dreaming in it watching you float You were a face in
the light Looking down by your house One by one Lord, to find Our way out Falling with the ghost Down Running in circles A mouse on the table I try
gold between divide us Hands and feet are all alike But fear between divide us All slip away There was a window and by it stood A mirror in which
deep Cause that's the only way I'm gonna rest in peace You can bury me on Deadwood Mountain By my brother wild Bill and sister calamity Jane Don't
His eyes were hazel --he worked for public radio and drove a Chevy truck. His sister Rachel lived with a man who walked in circles getting nowhere Fast.
In 1969 I killed a man of mine In a small Montana town I was hunted down by hounds Hear the light has cried Their voices dry and hollow Hear
by the lake Reflecting the ghost of ma's place Suppertime came and went No one heard from him Sis left his food on the plate At the end
Catch the boo From a ghost in the heckling crowd If I give a foot Jack Ville caught a spill When a still came from my mouth I brought a head
the matched and numbered ones who live in constant disrepair. you may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost.
, And darkness followed by I seen my reflection in the river in heck Sister Sky whispered to her mother, The Earth Mother Earth, [x7] I envy the night, For it's
time and I awakened in me I left myself to navigate, and oh I felt control (It seems these sheep have quite an appetite) Who is the crowd that peers
Hurtling through heavy snow Our hands are cold and the moon sets low Little sister let your sharp teeth show Pass winter fields Stop the car by
trembling ghost got me whirling shake-shaking sexless bliss. Mark our lifetimes in concentric circles. March and counter brother and sister left right left
the spirits burn Consuming mind and thought torn raw Deafened by abysmal roar Little sister's razor blades Tear holes across your faith Deafening hymn unholy
last remark I'll stay up tonight Now that you're leaving I'm running backwards on a train All is coming back to me again A crowd of people in my
She wakes up when I sleep to talk to ghosts like in the movies If you don't follow what I mean, I sure don't mean to be confusing They say when she