Lyrics:
With every golden curl in place, she's as fine as Queen Anne's lace
And know one could ever fault the way she looks tonight
The man standing by
Heartbeat of creation
A pulse in the woods
Watching, 'midst the
Queen Anne's Lace
The supernova explodes
When did it happen?
Now or eternal?
Inside,
These good days wouldn't paint no better roses
Picked you queen Anne's lace
And you asked me for a vase
But all i had was this old coffee can
But
Queen Anne's laces, warm embraces
Taking trips to all the market places
Willy nilly in Piccadilly
Your coat on her shoulders 'cause it's chilly
Oh
bloom for nobody who tells me to
Well... nobody but you
Queen Anne's lace
For you
Yeah for you
I get a little bit red in the face
For you
Yeah for you
the windowpane
His wife makes tea but they're not allowed hot water, sometimes they remember Luna, my first name
Queen Anne's lace and roses lie upon the window
that we just can't name
And they don't fit into our shape game
Fractals yea
We call them Fractals
In the Queen Anne’s Lace and Sword Fern
In
from below
But this time around it's more correct
Right on target, so direct
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go
Purple clover, Queen Anne
from below
But this time around it's more correct
Right on target, so direct
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go
Purple clover, Queen Anne
Queen Anne's lace and primrose
Got nothing on you babe
I've see your eyes without their clothes
And I didn't look away, I didn't look away
When
time around it's more correct
Right on target, so direct,
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.
Purple clover, Queen Anne lace,
Crimson hair across
children
My Queen Anne's lace heart weightless
On your little head
this time around it is more correct
Right on target, so direct
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go
Purple clover, Queen Anne's lace
Crimson hair
below.
This time around it's more correct
Right on target, so direct,
Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.
Purple clover, Queen Anne lace
below
But this time around it's more correct
Right on target, so direct
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go
Purple clover, Queen Anne lace
Crimson
something's not right it's wrong.
You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.
Purple clover, Queen Anne's Lace, crimson hair across your face,
You could
Anne lace,
Crimson hair across your face,
You could make me cry if you don't know.
Can't remember what I was thinkin' of
You might be spoilin' me
I am flowing over
All of the things I see
Angel hair and queen anne's lace
And tigers in the trees
Frozen in electric smoke
I die just to be born
inside
Queen Anne's Lace, dusty white rock roads,
Wiry low weeds grow bristled like a bonny's tousled hair.
A salt-skin jig upon the summertide in
you go
Purple clover, Queen Anne’s Lace
Crimson hair across your face
You could make me cry if you don’t know
Can’t remember what I was thinkin’ of
You
the horses you would ride through Queen Anne’s lace
holding on for dear life until the summer danced away
a laudanum high is a good goodbye
Head to the west
blue skin and pretty white face
I buried her beneath the Queen Anne's lace
Forever she'll be bound bound to the land
Down by the banks of De Soto
That
dead
Blue Roses dipped in chemicals
Horizons lined in Creosote
To sit upon the stilted tilted world of tentacles
Where Queen Anne's lace
And Poppy seeds
at the river
Meet me at the river
Down by the riverside
The wind in my hair, it’s your breath on my face
Dancing through a field of Queen Anne’s lace
Dig a hole
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