Lyrics:
house down on Cochrane Avenue
I still get a chill with the smell of fresh cut yellow cedar
Or when I crack that bag of old tobacco I was never supposed
Yellow lights flashin' at
The courthouse square
Smell of burnt cedar blowin' through the air
One day and not a soul in sight
Just the wonders
We'll do the merry minuet till the yellow moon has set
We shall dance through the midsummer night
Come my pretty puck and squeeze this magic flower
down to the station
Suitcase in my hand
All the women run cryin'
Mr. Jack, won't you be my man?
Well there was three women
Yellow, brown and black
Whispering through the cedar tree
A surprise felicity
Where I wanted to be
Where I needed to be
Been here a thousand and one times
In secret spaces of my mind
Yesterday I was a boy running through the woods
My dog was my buddy, the wind was green and yellow
My dad called me to gather cedar branches
And soon
and cedar shakes
Of waterfalls and yellow snakes
Of earthen dams and hydrofoils
Of watching water 'til it boils
Of holding forth from singing words
the Polamalu, yellow and black Impala
Follow me two times ten
Where the bitches ain't the only ones
Thats rollin' this Escalades stolen
Caught him in the drive
the good old days
Eating Tam's burger while my
Juvenile CD had played
21 outside maybe sideline pop
Yellow tape on sidewalk damn
Somebody got popped
Hoping
among the stars
The tables are laid with fruits of the wine and cedar from Samarkand
The golden gates are open wide for the people all over the land
The buzz won't last, buzz won't last
Sometimes late at night when
The full moon glows
And the sleepy back roads on tobacco smoke
On these yellow
And wash em down with bilge water
And say you'll never snitch
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
The feather from a buzzard
And the blood from
When the day breaks on Cedar Creek Lake
Or my life rolls into Rome
When the sun goes down on Austin town,
That's when I'll know I'm home
What
like he Peter Jackson
Divin' in the crowd to catch a play, that's their Derek Jeter action
Set up shop in Iowa and fuck up Cedar Rapids
I got some
Tectonics underground have shifted here
Breathe in that first fresh air
From echoes in this valley flowing
Drum-song gusts blowing
Into cedar and spruce thru
One, Two, Threes
Four, Six, Eight
Double ham sandwich
Do another date
Paradise Cali
Cedar Creek Texas
Bob Backlund
Darren Young Nexus
Cotton Rosser rodeo
Counterweight Headway just to get through the day
Now its Salmon on the Cedar Plank
Still rock rugged blue jeans with the beater tank
Yellow Asphalt, follow
Can I take you to an acre where only I've been
Somewhere on a path between cedars
That have probably gotten big since I was just a kid
And you know
got Aretha
Roll it like cash I'm out of the Keisha
Roll up a wood no not a cedar
Went from the bus to a bust down
He on a wood in the cut he gets cut
Numb
That yellow t-shirt
The way my teeth hurt
Against my tongue
The smell of cedar
I'm jumping feet first
Just for fun
Violet skies
Feeling
call me Mark
Come see my collection, it does not disappoint
I listen to KoRn on my way to Cedar Point
I buy my cards first edition print
That fly
I am either
Superman in a yellow Sun or I am Jesus
Y'all get everything Butthead and I am Beavis
And if they wish a nigga wood tell 'em I am cedar
If
the listen
There's some patterns in the ribbons
There's some ashes in the river
Gotta scratch with a mixer
Cedar bath in to winter like
Take the time, take my
lights
When I was five or six, we were camping in the islands in July
The tall yellow grass and the rose hips fragrant after sunset. Island beyond island
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