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Oleta Adams

Waters Of March

  soul  female vocalists  jazz  pop  folk
441 3 часа назад

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A stick a stone it`s the end of the road, it`s the rest of the stump it`s a little alone it`s a sliver of glass, it is life, it’s the sun, it is night, it is death, it`s a trap, it`s a gun. The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush, the knot in the wood, the song of the thrush. The wood of the wind, a cliff, a fall, a scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all. It’s the wind blowing free. It’s the end of a slope. It’s a beam, it`s a void, it`s a hunch, it`s a hope. And the riverbank talks. Of the water of March it`s the end of the strain, it`s the joy in your heart. The foot, the ground, the flesh, the bone, the beat of the road, a slingshot stone. a fish, a flash, a silvery glow, a fight, a bet, the range of the bow. The bed of the well, the end of the line, the dismay in the face, it`s a loss, it`s a find. A spear, a spike, a point, a nail, a drip, a drop, the end of the tale. A truckload of bricks, in the soft morning light, the shot of a gun, in the dead of the night. A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump. It’s a girl, it`s a rhyme. it`s the cold, it`s the mumps. The plan of the house, the body in bed, the car that got stuck, it`s the mud, it`s the mud. A float, a drift, a flight, a wing, ahawk, a quail, the promise of spring. And the riverbanks talks. Of the waters of March. It’s the promise of life, it`s the joy in your heart, a snake, a stick, it is john, it is joe, it`s a thorn in your hand, and a cut on your toe. A point, a grain, a bee, a bite, a blink, a buzzard, the sudden stroke of night. A pin, a needle, a sting, a pain, a snail, a riddle, a weep, a stain. A pass in the mountains. A horse, a mule, in the distance the shelves. Rode three shadows of blue. And the riverbank talks of the promise of life in your heart, in your heart a stick, a stone, the end of the load, the rest of the stump, a lonesome road. a sliver of glass, a life, the sun, a night, a death, the end of the run and the riverbank talks of the waters of march it`s the end of all strain it`s the joy in your heart

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