Streaming from the Undergrowth
by Yellow Eyes
From the album: Sick With Bloom
Track 2 of 6 on Sick With Bloom (2015).
Duration: 6:05
Lyrics for Streaming from the Undergrowth
Forty yards of clearing Kept the houses from the pines Each day the village heat was drawn And spread to cool And even at eight bells I saw that night was forming Rags and strings and strips of shade Were lowered like a curtain at midday The stiffness of wet burlap And the nagging of the torrent Hissing somewhere underground I know it very well For I am drawn and spread Yes, streaming from the undergrowth Night arrived in search of me
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