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them, trapped by human nature
Who are we, my dear,
What are we, for them?
Timeless voice of sorrow, guide my final words
Life is but the patience, sung by

Well, how do you do, young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside? 
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've

1. I choose not to see the things that be, 
Or the miles and years that are gone.
I pay no heed to tomorrow's need,
I'm blinded by the snow

Sausalito

Conor Oberst

Conor Oberst

2008

Hair blowing in the hot wind
Time hanging from a clothes pin
There's no sorrow that the sun's not gonna help

Smell the leather of your new car

The Refuge

Project Pitchfork

Entities

1994

Burned villages
Children cry
Burned fields
Mothers die
Smeared faces crying
Thousands fell on battlefields
Standing by my horse
The battered

Drug Dealing God

Corporate Avenger

New Testament

the law of lies is the law of the land, the law of lies is the law of the land.) 

Once upon a time there was an unseen field of energy spun into form by

the stench of blood. holy blood!
have penetrated their woods and
fields too long
ravens flew as messengers
from hill to hill

they brought harsh
blasphemous

Just dived in golden lonesome fields:
disembodying mirrors are surrounding my mind
Separating me from this reality
Tearing apart my shattered soul

I’m sinking away searching the meaning of life

All Alone
Walking through the valley of sorrow and death
Stuck on this mournful place
Wake me up
Free

This field is too worked for ploughing
But still you call for more
The land it weeps
While money speaks
Till there's no need for words at all

Pathways we walked, leaves fell like snow
Passages lost, led to our home
Ages gone by, swallowed by sea
Evergreen memory
Shores of white
A far green

of the fields they see
Adolescences drear
Spoiling the grass and trees
Sorrow in the air
But enchantment at its core
Needles is what some bare
But damage for

You do not think he's seen you as you pass beside his way
That the world just passes by him, nothing happens in his day
But Scarecrow looks

it was a purple purple sky in an orange orange room
and everyone was whistlen the same damn tune
except bryan, bryan starred out across the field

By your window, in the night
By your sorrow where you hide
When the rain comes with the light
Dry your eyes, say goodbye

Goodbye to the rain
The sun

do you still care
Im not the best at this
Chilling out and on the field
Just where the moonlight hits
Then I tried to grab your hand
Just by flicking

An old man sits in front of the mirror
An old man looks in the face of a young
Battered by the years of dreaming and fighting so long

Remembers good

Soon one morning
Death comes creeping in your home
And hits you with a stab in the belly

Smell of rotting
By the fields in autumn
Dead leaves

Dry

Midas treat me as such
Everything turn the gold you can tell by the touch
And they Riot where I'm at it's dangerous
Quiet when it buss thanks silensa
If

and her heart in her hands
She is driven by love in everything that she commands

Open your eyes and you'll find that there's so much to see
Open your mind

got to give we earn
All of the corruption has gone down the drain
Swallowed by the earth and won't return again
War is dead and famine too
No more

All by myself
I don't need no
Nobody else
I'm stuck in my comfort
I don't need no
Nobody help
Nikkas asking for a walk through
A walk through that

a city far away
Or perhaps in your very own backyard
Two children escaped to the grassy fields

There they saw all kinds of wonderful and marvelous things

and higher
we stand by staring at our western sky
like sunflowers in the field
Opportunities they don't come flying
like a butterfly in the wind
Fortune