Here again the chords clash
Again the half-past
Carrie nation cut glass
Children of the have-caste
Across a dark barlack of concentration camp of self-harm
Feel again the Dr. Bronner sermon on the soap jar
Open as a bank vault
Focused on a passed fault
Not-named Lot's craned neck-salt
Another clay mouse thrown into a potter's house
Bait-and-switch hell pitch, Dutch blitz
Venus of the gem state
Cleaners of a blank slate
Of metamorphic straight-laced
Latter-day saint-faced, speed it up a knot
Feed, meat, no, milk, no
Paper cow, may it be so
Living cow, make it so
Low in the burst of a red dwarf star
No one on earth will know who we are
Blue ribbon pigs in a 4-H show
No one on earth must know
Quiet as the church-top lead roof thieves
No one on earth must know
Custer in his stone-drunk Bighorns rolled up
Juliet shirtsleeves, no one on earth must know
No one on earth must know
Counter-terror prophet in a watermelon ascot
Coriander manna in the mortar of a joke
C.I.A. beneath a Coatsville farm with incorruptible charm
We leaned ephemeral bones on everlasting arms
Four-behavior frontal lobe, a universal product code
Of iridescent Joseph coat hallucination H-show
Low in the hearse after Red Cloud's war
No one on earth will know who we were
Buried Beds of regrets at the eight-straight-buffalo show
No one on earth must know
What have I to dread, what have I to fear?
Leaning on the everlasting arms
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near
Leaning on the everlasting arms
O, how bright the path grows from day to day
Leaning on the everlasting arms
mewithoutYou - Watermelon Ascot Lyrics
mewithoutYou - Watermelon Ascot Lyrics
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Here again the chords clash
Again the half-past
Carrie nation cut glass
Children of the have-caste
Across a dark barlack of concentration camp of self-harm
Feel again the Dr. Bronner sermon on the soap jar
Open as a bank vault
Focused on a passed fault
Not-named Lot's craned neck-salt
Another clay mouse thrown into a potter's house
Bait-and-switch hell pitch, Dutch blitz
Venus of the gem state
Cleaners of a blank slate
Of metamorphic straight-laced
Latter-day saint-faced, speed it up a knot
Feed, meat, no, milk, no
Paper cow, may it be so
Living cow, make it so
Low in the burst of a red dwarf star
No one on earth will know who we are
Blue ribbon pigs in a 4-H show
No one on earth must know
Quiet as the church-top lead roof thieves
No one on earth must know
Custer in his stone-drunk Bighorns rolled up
Juliet shirtsleeves, no one on earth must know
No one on earth must know
Counter-terror prophet in a watermelon ascot
Coriander manna in the mortar of a joke
C.I.A. beneath a Coatsville farm with incorruptible charm
We leaned ephemeral bones on everlasting arms
Four-behavior frontal lobe, a universal product code
Of iridescent Joseph coat hallucination H-show
Low in the hearse after Red Cloud's war
No one on earth will know who we were
Buried Beds of regrets at the eight-straight-buffalo show
No one on earth must know
What have I to dread, what have I to fear?
Leaning on the everlasting arms
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near
Leaning on the everlasting arms
O, how bright the path grows from day to day
Leaning on the everlasting arms
Again the half-past
Carrie nation cut glass
Children of the have-caste
Across a dark barlack of concentration camp of self-harm
Feel again the Dr. Bronner sermon on the soap jar
Open as a bank vault
Focused on a passed fault
Not-named Lot's craned neck-salt
Another clay mouse thrown into a potter's house
Bait-and-switch hell pitch, Dutch blitz
Venus of the gem state
Cleaners of a blank slate
Of metamorphic straight-laced
Latter-day saint-faced, speed it up a knot
Feed, meat, no, milk, no
Paper cow, may it be so
Living cow, make it so
Low in the burst of a red dwarf star
No one on earth will know who we are
Blue ribbon pigs in a 4-H show
No one on earth must know
Quiet as the church-top lead roof thieves
No one on earth must know
Custer in his stone-drunk Bighorns rolled up
Juliet shirtsleeves, no one on earth must know
No one on earth must know
Counter-terror prophet in a watermelon ascot
Coriander manna in the mortar of a joke
C.I.A. beneath a Coatsville farm with incorruptible charm
We leaned ephemeral bones on everlasting arms
Four-behavior frontal lobe, a universal product code
Of iridescent Joseph coat hallucination H-show
Low in the hearse after Red Cloud's war
No one on earth will know who we were
Buried Beds of regrets at the eight-straight-buffalo show
No one on earth must know
What have I to dread, what have I to fear?
Leaning on the everlasting arms
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near
Leaning on the everlasting arms
O, how bright the path grows from day to day
Leaning on the everlasting arms