Lyrics:
love brought on the spring
Now the mountains all are blushin'
And they don't know what to say
'Cept a good long line of praises
For my lovely, Lady
ask and you shall receive
bounty and splendor spring forth from the center of all of your beliefs
a godsend to end all the hardship and tender an era
of you
Never tired of the breeze gently blowing through your hair
Or the trees manufacturing the air
Or the feeling when you finally get a clue
I will
Lumberjack
Eggs cracked
Potato sack slam
Dicing up hash for my fam
I don't want no ham
Although hickory bacon
Is really a victory mistaken for swine
WHICH WE SHOULD MEET
THE WIND WAS A TRAIN WHEN IT BLEW THROUGH YOUR BRAIN
AND ERASED
ALL THE OLD STAINS
AND THEN IN THE SPRING WHEN IT RAINED
YOU WERE
a hickory on it
Already knowing what come with it if i really want it
Wishy washy tendencies narcissistic moments toxic
Told her she need to stop it
Don't be
Well, her roots were lush and green
So in Spring when Mr Hickory saw her blossoms blooming there
He took root despite her bark
And now there's
That steals the edge of the sky
There's a spring that runs through there
That never runs dry
You can hear the barrels thumping
You can smell the fire
a jewel, no, he don't need bling
Aries baby, I was born in Spring
So people should know it's life that I bring
I'm leading my loved ones all the way
Accordion spring back to me
Golden opportunity
Driving into hurricanes
I know that you are over it
Crippling anxiety
There's nothing left for you
You see the devil went down to Yah Yah's
It was a Friday afternoon
But he jumped right off his hickory stump when he heard my keytar tune
I said
its part in bringing down kings
Queens
Non binaries
Gotta spring clean in my safe place
Keep pace we race stay laced
Navigate this maze
Orchestrate head
Baecation Pt. II
(Eric)
Yea, spring was cool
But can't nothing get us all fired up hot
Quite like June
When that volley drink hits your lips
At night the lonesome cattle low
Where he chopped down the hickory stand
Each spring the river overflows
I've seen ghosts there holding hands
They're not
Glossy resin coated
Ash dusted
Springs cleaned
Of spit dragon
Exhales coiling in
On their selves
Trying to live vicarious
Through memories
Brighten
moonshine from the still
Daddy’s on the pouch swing
Chicken on the grill
The wood smoke from the hickory
Nell just turning seventeen
Grand-pappy played his
and graze abounds
Covered with buffalo herds
In the fall we'll hunt deer in the spring boil syrup
Up in Harrodsburg
They say ole Harrod has built him a fort
We drove a hundred miles that day
To see a Halloween parade
Skeletal autumn in Cold Spring
Parents holding hands with Pale Death's infants
and then the beast got skinned
Diamond skin on a hickory post
Blowin' like a curse in the knee high rows
I never in my life had seen
the kind of rain
The rustling of the hickory, the buzzing of the bees
She wandered, wondering, what could she bring
To give a voice to the silence of the spring
One day
the Bentley to hit a double to triple on everything
Outta body that Maserati, Ducati’s come out in spring
And I done lost to many brothers I keep a tech with
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