- Almanac Waters of March 歌詞
- Almanac
- A stick,a stone,
Its the end of the road,
Its the rest of the stump,
Its a little alone
Its a silver of glass,
It is life,its the sun,
It is night,it is death,
Its a trap,its a gun
The oak when it blooms,
A fox in the brush,
A knot in the wood ,
The song of a thrust
The wood of the wind,
A cliff,a fall,
A scratch,a lump,
It is nothing at all
Its the wind blowing free,
Its the end of the slope,
Its a beam,its a void,
Its a hunch,its a hope
At the river bank talks of the waters of March,
Its the end of the strain
Its the joy in your heart
The foot,the ground,
The flesh and the bone,
The beat of the road,
A slingshots 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,
Its a loss,its 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 shot of a gun in the dead of the night
A mile,a must,
A thrust,a bump,
Its a girl,its a rhyme,
Its a cold,its the mumps
The plan of the house,
The body in bed,
And the car that got stuck,
Its the mud,its the mud
A float,a drift,
A flight,a wing,
A hawk,a quail,
The promise of spring
And the riverbank talks of the waters of March,
Its the promise of life,
Its the joy in yourheart
A snake,a stick,
It is John,it is Joe,
Its a thorn in 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 wasp,a stain,
A pass in the mountains,
A horse and a mule,
In the distance the shelves rode three shadows of blue
And the riverbank talks of the waters of March ,
Its the promise of life in your heart,in your heart
A stick,a stone,
The end of the road,
The rest of the stunps,
A lonesome road
A silver of glass,
A life,a sun,
A knife,a death,
The end of the run
And the riverbank talks of the waters of March,
Its the end of all strain,
Its the joy in your heart
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