Spring Songtext
von Bill Callahan
Spring Songtext
The wind is pushing the clouds along
Out of sight
A power is putting them away
A power that moves things neurotically
Like a widow with a rosary
And everything is awing and tired of praise
And mountains don′t need my accolades
And spring looks bad lately anyway
Like death warmed over
And the bantam is preening madly
Waiting for the light of day
And all I want to do
Is to make love
To you
With a careless mind
With a careless, careless mind
With a careless, careless mind
Who care's what′s mine?
With a careless, careless, careless mind
We call it Spring though things are dying
Connected to the land like a severed hand
And I see our house on a hill
On a clear blue morning
When I am out walking
My eyes are still forming
The door I walk through
And I see
The true Spring is in you
The true Spring is in you
My wide worlds collide
And mind wide words collide
And seasons kaleidoscoping
And all I want to do
All I want to do
Is to make love
To you
In the fertile dirt
In the fertile dirt
With a careless mind
With a careless, careless, careless mind
Out of sight
A power is putting them away
A power that moves things neurotically
Like a widow with a rosary
And everything is awing and tired of praise
And mountains don′t need my accolades
And spring looks bad lately anyway
Like death warmed over
And the bantam is preening madly
Waiting for the light of day
And all I want to do
Is to make love
To you
With a careless mind
With a careless, careless mind
With a careless, careless mind
Who care's what′s mine?
With a careless, careless, careless mind
We call it Spring though things are dying
Connected to the land like a severed hand
And I see our house on a hill
On a clear blue morning
When I am out walking
My eyes are still forming
The door I walk through
And I see
The true Spring is in you
The true Spring is in you
My wide worlds collide
And mind wide words collide
And seasons kaleidoscoping
And all I want to do
All I want to do
Is to make love
To you
In the fertile dirt
In the fertile dirt
With a careless mind
With a careless, careless, careless mind
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