Posted by spoc on May 17, 2004, at 7:38:39
In reply to Re: Hanging Tree by Bob Mould » finelinebob, posted by Emme on May 11, 2004, at 10:28:28
Yes, Bob Mould nails emotions so many times...
========Take me down
to the infirmary
lay me down
on cotton sheets
Put a damp cloth
on my forehead
lay me down
and let me sleepI know the whiskey won't soothe my soul
and the morphine won't heal my heart
but if you take me down to the infirmary
I won't have to sleep or drink alone.So, take me down
to the infirmary
walk a sound that is as blue as her eyes
Oh, sister Magdelene won't you fetch the
doctor's flask.
He is going to need a steady
a steady handI know the whiskey it won't soothe my soul
and the morphine won't heal my heart
but if you take me down to the infirmary
I won't have to sleep or drink alone.So, take me down
to the infirmary
lay me down on cotton sheets
put a damp cloth on my forehead
lay me down let me sleep
lay me down let me sleep============
I WANT EVERYTHINGI am standing in your corridor
I wonder what I am waiting for
The leaves are drifting out to sea
I'm waiting for you desperatelyCHORUS:
All things beautiful
All things beautiful
I want e-v'ry-thing
I want e-v'ry-thingYou call us with your silent seas
You call us in our tiny boats
Gather us in with the storm
And cast us out upon the shoreAll things beautiful
All things beautiful
I want e-v'ry-thing
I want e-v'ry-thingYou are deep inside this fecund swamp
Or let it be your beating heart
You're deep inside this fecund swamp
You call us in our tiny boatsAll things beautiful
All things beautiful
I want e-v'ry-thing
I want e-v'ry-thing ....
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