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Rodney Crowell

Transient Global Amnesia Blues

 

Transient Global Amnesia Blues

(アルバム: Triage - 2021)


A sunflower growing on a narrow raft in a fog bank on the Thames
Adrift above the tide slime where nothing holy swims
Wherever did it come from likely bird shit someone said
Just a random freak of nature that refuses to play dead
Oh, to be that stand up straight past seven feet or more
Aye, she ain't no faux silk pansy boys what washed up on the shore
So, let us stop and marvel for as long as we can spare
Seems you have no need for heaven when your hearts already there
Would that I should be so bold, greatest story never told
Worth the wait in solid gold, would that I should be so bold

I dreamed on sunshine skyway bridge tween Tampa and St. Pete
Titanic and the iceberg and the twain still yet to meet
I was running long side Jesus Christ plumed helmet and red cape
When I vowed unto the Prince of Peace to aid in his escape
When I felt the spear go in me from the right side to the left
I was streaming Mississippi (see Bob Dylan, Love and Theft)
When Jesus turned to thank me for the gift of second sight
I waved him off No worries man, I think I'll be alright
Would that I were born again, makes no difference where or when
Knowing now what I knew then, would that I were born again

Where the rainbow eucalyptus stand beyond the River Styx
To the blood falls in the Arctic it's at least eight thousand clicks
You can get there as the crow flies headed north from Singapore
But you better get a move on fore she melts down to the core
Though a red dawn in an angry sky portends blue rue and ruin
It's that wanna be a rich guy who pretends there's nothing doing
But if that ticking time bomb neath the Yellowstone should blow
It's adios amigo see you somewhere down below
Would that we should e'er forget, things that haven't happened yet
That someday we might regret, would that we should er'r forget

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