eileen rose - silver ladle lyrics
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oh can you hear me?
am i moving in my own way?
faith is a cradle
then the wind blows
and the bough breaks
i’m hard at work breeding devils
a martyr, oh, do that real good
i harbor jealous angels
bound in glamor to my wrist
time is a cruel thing
it’s a cold rain on a slow day
fate like a flower
’til the wheel turns and the veil fades
the forest grows violet rivers
the dead fall throws back our laughter
tomorrow taps my shoulder
add a memory to my list
oh, mother help me
you were singing
i was dreaming
hope plays a banjo
is a bell shape
does you real good
i found her own reckless ocean
i found her own golden shadow
i found her silver ladle
holding water to my lips
golden water to my lips
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