Lyric Context Universe
rhayader is once more alone with the
melancholy sounds of the marshes.
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rhayader is once more alone with the
melancholy sounds of the marshes.
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cause uh
marsh shit don't thrill me
haters wanna kill me
cause uh
marsh shit don't thrill me
haters wanna kill me
will you come with me. will you come with me?
to the marshes
will you come with me?
will you come with me. will you come with me?
to the marshes
will you come with me?
young men armed with hate
and lou marsh stepped between them and died there in his tracks
for one man is no army when the city turns its back
young men armed with hate
and lou marsh stepped between them and died there in his tracks
for one man is no army when the city turns its back
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i built my house of reeds upon a marsh in elise
my father was released a day's walk from san denise
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i built my house of reeds upon a marsh in elise
my father was released a day's walk from san denise
the toad road licked my wheels like a sabre
winds of the marsh lightly blew
stone jars stacked with stars on her shoulders
the toad road licked my wheels like a sabre
winds of the marsh lightly blew
stone jars stacked with stars on her shoulders
wedge me into stone
throw me through the marshes
hide me in the dreams of the blind
wedge me into stone
throw me through the marshes
hide me in the dreams of the blind
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still dreamin' of the thick and green. salty marsh bed by the tidal stream. look down the sleepin' deep in the brush. the night brings the hush i can hear the current
beatin' by the leaves of the cyprus trees. the insects chirpin' underneath the leaves. when you kiss me
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still dreamin' of the thick and green. salty marsh bed by the tidal stream. look down the sleepin' deep in the brush. the night brings the hush i can hear the current
beatin' by the leaves of the cyprus trees. the insects chirpin' underneath the leaves. when you kiss me
and from that day forward i haven't spoken a word
and from that day forward i haven't spoken a word. the marsh lagoon
so many wanna dump their dead in here
and from that day forward i haven't spoken a word
and from that day forward i haven't spoken a word. the marsh lagoon
so many wanna dump their dead in here
white pine and hemlock all seem to know
the tidal sweep through your southern marsh
the squall last night was a little harsh
white pine and hemlock all seem to know
the tidal sweep through your southern marsh
the squall last night was a little harsh
when my head's struck down
i'm tired of running through street marshes
where drunks drive the world to it's edge
when my head's struck down
i'm tired of running through street marshes
where drunks drive the world to it's edge
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my name is marsh and this world
i'm out of it
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my name is marsh and this world
i'm out of it
it is said that those who will not rest have been cursed
to tramp like soldiers through the marshes
or that blessed are the ones who leave the stage
it is said that those who will not rest have been cursed
to tramp like soldiers through the marshes
or that blessed are the ones who leave the stage
all movement in the forest ceased
but shrill and harsh across the marsh
its whistling voices were released
all movement in the forest ceased
but shrill and harsh across the marsh
its whistling voices were released
well i'd lie there for hours
in the chilly cold marshes
and if the women were squirrels
well i'd lie there for hours
in the chilly cold marshes
and if the women were squirrels
negozhe aktrise piony
v moei dushe budto by igraet marsh
no on pokhoronnyi
negozhe aktrise piony
v moei dushe budto by igraet marsh
no on pokhoronnyi
avec un d
comme dans marsh-mallow
et si j'en pince
avec un d
comme dans marsh-mallow
et si j'en pince
if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
i'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
if the ladies were squirrel's with high bushy tails
if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
i'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
if the ladies were squirrel's with high bushy tails
if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
i'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
if the ladies were squirrel's with high bushy tails
if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes
i'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
if the ladies were squirrel's with high bushy tails