between blue - tin cans rattling (wherever it beats) كلمات أغنية

the tendon-bound back

of the mountains

is where i’m going

past the northlands (to the right of the river-land)

with music in my bag

and a rhythm in my heart (wherever it beats?)

am i a peddler with tin cans rattling,

as i rattle on about the silver i’m selling?!

-chorus-

if i’m a boastful axe,

dull me down!

and if i’m a tilting gl-ss,

pour me out!

you’re calling me to smaller things,

with the great love of a peasant king!

wherever it beats…

i’m sure you’ve been tracking me

just to be with me, and for no other cause!

but dear, this people-and-paper shuffling

rarely lets me pause!

how quickly have i been climbing?

i’m sure my heart’s been timing it!

if i stop the flicker of tin machines

and for a moment just be quiet!

maybe i could hear it!….

in the reflection of the gl-ssy mountain

i saw a bursting, starry fountain.

could i loose the cords of orion

or lead the bear and her children?

who pushed in those thumbtack lights?

wherever it beats, make it right!

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