Contextual Analysis of "lowland" in Lyrics

our packet is the island lass

there's a laddie howlin' at the main topmast

our packet is the island lass

there's a laddie howlin' at the main topmast

twenty young wild geese ready fledged to fly

the lowlands low

start

and the name of our ship was the golden vanity

it's a slippery slope

you reach out for a helping hand and

start

would you

who could they get to carry you?

where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes

who among them do they think could carry you?

where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes

home

has brought me to his lowland manners

to race through the valley like blood through the vein

to harvest forever the dreams of the san joaquin

like vapor in the trenches

by a man clad in frost

in good time

he said we must have faces

flat

landscape

ik heb veel gezien

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said when it rains five days and skies turn dark as night

and i'm backwater blues done call me to pack my things and go

Are a home now for me

And always will be

and charming baby blues

with lime in the outhouse

somewhere in the hiearchies mr big picks up his horn

then he turns another billion and he deals a little porn

won't be used again

haunts the strangers in the dark

start

sparkes has got the brandy and were picking up the pace