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Walker Kong - Blood of Robert Frost lyrics
buoyant submarine from the bottom of a diluted dream time is too long, time is too long the howling wind prevails over the hibernating wreckage of despair isn't it low, or isn't it low it echoes off the chamber strings out of a head and down into the streets the sentiment is growing fast repairing itself like a cut on the back and the fountains that went off on the hour are silent over these winter nights and you could almost feel the blood of Robert Frost coming through the walls twilight hologram in a rented room at the Hotel Amsterdam turn on the light, or turn off the light make out the neon sign all the letters change after a sad fire at nine isn't it strange, or isn't it strange the silence from the streets outside chamber strings play for a second time temperatures rise and the summer is near where will the winter go, if not here, and the fountains that went off on the hour are silent over these winter nights and you could almost feel the blood of Robert Frost coming though the walls |
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