Pot Pourri
by Van Dyke Parks
From the album: Song Cycle
Duration: 1:07
Lyrics for Pot Pourri
A Southwester in the yard invested With the garden and camped in concentration Of a tall lilac to peel the rust off purple arbor. Time is not the main thought from under the rain wrought from roots that brought us coots To hoot and haul us all back to the prime ordeal. Dust off Pearl Harbor time.