Lyrics:
I picture myself in a pool of still water
In a barren landscape, its verdure long gone
Nearby the remains of a dead desert willow
A skeleton tree
On the banks of the Brazos, where the desert willow grows
The clear shallow water just won't say all it knows
A moment of burning anger can curse the living
A young ripe peach, just outta reach
And I choose, I choose reaching for you
Like you are shade in the desert sun
An old weeping willow, a sweet mirage
of entropy
Far across the plains, in a gypsy band she plays
She navigates the rains in a desert masquerade
And willow won't break, willow won't take
Willow
In the middle of desert land planted willow trees. So Ya la (summing) it is good merits.
Planted small willow trees. Yarlung (name of place) new
on the shoulder
Noel
Praise the Lord above
And sell sell sell
A weeping willow
The desert wind
So many learn to swallow
So few to understand
The deepest
a smile on a weeping willow
There's something in the way that that girl moves
It's like a spotlight follows her through a crowded room
She showed up
the ground
Like a grain of sand in the desert
I'm a tear in the pouring rain
I'm a willow , mountin above the plain
But I'm being
I'm a spark . I'm
Just in the wisdom of the willow
After years of neural smoothies
Now you have earned licenses
No saints to be avenged
In your personal new testament
No
the river
Against the floods of spring
I will quietly resist
I will quietly resist
Like the willows in the wind
Or the cliffs along the ocean
I will
the river
Against the floods of spring
I will quietly resist
I will quietly resist
Like the willows in the wind
Or the cliffs along the ocean
I will
I can climb any mountain on a hot July day
Watching weepin' willow's blow in the wind as the clouds pass my way
I could be in the desert watchin'
of that old Leone scene
I'll be riding through the desert
On a limestone limousine
Bury me at Orkney
Old Red Sandstone
Orcadie
Give me wings of willow for
There are fortunes and willows around here
Between heaven and hell, in the atmosphere
Some inherit and follow their imaginary lives
But we’re
If the earth was a willow
And you were one too
- would earth be weeping
So gentle and true?
If I was the garden
Whereas you could grow
-would you
The Forest awakes
A desert at dawn
A mountain at night
And the river moves on
The people awake
They're marching along
The streets are alive
the desert, there's a forest
And an acre before us
But I don't know where to begin
But I don't know where to begin
Again, I lost my strength completely
Oh,
Feelin' much colder
Though I'm standin' in the warm desert wind
Gotta leave this town
Else I'll go crazy if I stay
If I see one more sunset on l.a.
The chick ridin' with me, she polished, she a dime
She stylish, check her HOEFAX, her mileage is back, she solid
The Desert Eagle hit a [?] people
Sellin'
of graph paper
Yo
I used to have a rope ladder but tattered were the rungs,
I strung it from the highest willow, trying to hug the sun.
The seventh
willow flycatcher ladder backed woodpecker
Circling above birds eye view
Verses going up words fly through
Hummingbird roadrunner dove and mother goose
Oh my God
They've got angels sweatin' like Helots
Workin' their little halos to the
Bone combing them deserts
My figure eight knotted
Lifeline
He traveled across waters many oceans, rivers, and lakes
Slept in the desert amongst the pit full of snakes
Slap boxing wit' kangaroos, runnin'
breaks, what'll you make for me?
A little willow cabin to rest on your knee
What'll I do with a trinket such as this?
Think of your woman, who's gone
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