'Piphany Rambler
Silver Mt. Zion
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I'm a periphery rambler
Who ramble all day
Periphery rambler
Don't take these blues away
That this life laid
Down ace to
It's its own peculiar labor
When you're not able to
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
And don't sleep
And don't sleep
And don't sleep
And don't sleep
Don't cloud a treebird's spell
To
The county's house is back again
This town ain't got a language
One thousand little black cats and dogs
The new one slowly worn
To catch the strongest nights we spent hanging on
Great fools fill the pavements
While those who strive to leap
Squirming in the courtyard
Engines idling
We've seen those impossible mountains
We've seen the upward wave
And tired bodies full of broken things
Dark and white as empty graves
Find the searchlight now
Let your cut foot swing
Go out to the valley
And shine your light on everything
Let it shake the thunder
Come on, swing it like the pounding rain
Swing it blues like a hammer
Like a boy like a shepherd train
Come on, swing the ocean song
Come on, swing the bending trees
Swing it with a heart that beats
And shine your light on everything
Let your cut foot swing
And shake
And shake
And shake
And shake
I'm prisoned in our blood
We're below the dirt
It's near our blood
Don't take these blues away
Heaven's lonely
Down in the city
As it turns into the late night
When we're not having fun tonight
Let the fire wild
Let the fire wild
Let the fire wild
Let the fire wild
It's all sleep
It's all sleep
It's all sleep
It's all sleep
Life slips at the falling gates of hell that
There is nothing to
But there is too much to
Life slips at the falling gates of hell that
There is nothing to
But there is too much to
Life slips at the falling gates of hell that
There is nothing to
But there is too much to
Yeah, there is too much to