Wallace Stevens
by Vic Chesnutt
From the album: North Star Deserter
Duration: 2:17
Lyrics for Wallace Stevens
I saw a blackbird Thirteen ways Then strew a fist many Mountains away My evangelism felled Brutally taken By breezes that rubbed me And lifted light raven I stretched to borrow Fine antebelleum To encase all the scrapings Of us civilised fellow I wanted to stash them To secretive cages With that fabulous blackbird Of thirteen stages