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we'll take a slow walk in the country
anywhere will do
just as long as we're out of the city
where the forrest turns to field
over hills about a mile
there's a church, there's a room, there's a pastor
who tried to map the wild
I got my mind on flourescent beech trees
keep one eye on the bulls, the colts, the ponies
wish I could hold time and play it in slow motion
my doubting heart just flickers on...
but sometimes I've got devotion
there's a rhyme for every season
questioning is a tool and not a reason
I got my mind on flourescent beech trees
keep one eye on the bulls, the fox, the ponies
wish I could hold time and play it in slow motion
my doubting heart just flickers on...
but sometimes I've got devotion
I got my mind on flourescent beech trees
keep one eye on the feisty little ponies
wish I could hold time and play it in slow motion
my doubting heart just flickers on...
but sometimes I've got devotion
there ain't nothing as pretty as a lonely poppy in an overcrowded field
my body ain't what it used to be but my head is what it is
- Album:
- The Pitcher
- Introducing The Past
- Songs from a two room chapel
- The Rough And Rynge
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 8: Oktober 2002
- Live at Södra Teatern, Stockholm
- Faya
- Drunken Hands
- Portugal
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 24: September 2005
- I Saw Her From Here / I Saw Here From Her
- Alternative Moments
- Rolling Stone: Rare Trax, Volume 54: Discover America
- Rolling Stone: New Noises, Volume 57
- Acoustic 07
- Cowboys in Scandinavia: The New Folk Sounds From Northern...
- Una americana en París - Fargo Records
- Mission Hall Sessions