收聽Courtenay Day的The Waters of March (Live)歌詞歌曲

The Waters of March (Live)

Courtenay Day2005年1月1日

The Waters of March (Live) 歌詞

The Waters of March (Live) - Courtenay Day

A stick a stone it's the end of the road

It's the rest of a stump

It's a little alone

It's a sliver of glass

It is life it's the sun

It is night it is death

It's a trap it's a gun

 

The oak when it blooms

A fox in the brush

The knot in the wood

The song of a thrush

The will of the wind a cliff a fall

 

A scratch a lump

It is nothing at all

It's the wind blowing free

It's the end of the slope

It's a beam it's a void

It's a hunch it's a hope

And the river bank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the end of the strain

It's the joy in your heart

 

The foot the ground

The flesh and the bone

 

The beat of the road

A slingshot's stone

 

A fish a flash a silvery glow

A fight a bet the range of a bow

 

The bed of the well

The end of the line

The dismay in the face

It's a loss it's a find

A spear a spike

A point a nail

A drip a drop the end of the tale

 

A truckload of bricks in

The soft morning light

The sound of a shot in

The dead of the night

A mile a must a thrust a bump

 

It's a girl it's a rhyme

It's a cold it's the mumps

The plan of the house

The body in bed

And the car that got stuck

It's the mud it's the mud

A float a drift a flight a wing

A hawk a quail

 

The promise of spring

And the river bank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of life

It's the joy in your heart

 

A snake a stick it is John it is Joe

It's a thorn on your hand

And a cut in your toe

A point a grain a bee a bite

A blink a buzzard

 

A sudden stroke of night

A pin a needle

A sting a pain

 

A snail a riddle

A weep a stain

 

A pass in the mountains

A horse a mule

In the distance the shelves

Rode three shadows of blue

And the river bank talks

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of life in

Your heart in your heart

 

A stick a stone the end of the road

 

The rest of a stump

A lonesome road

 

A sliver of glass a life the sun

 

A knife a death the end of the run

 

And the river bank talks

Of the waters of March

 

It's the end of all strain

 

 

It's the joy in your heart