Lovesong of the Buzzard
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โฑ๏ธ 4:26 duration
๐ ID: 18813763
๐ Lyrics
In the failing light of the afternoon
Lucy in the shade of the dogwood blooms
Yesterday, the solace of a poison fish
Tomorrow I'll be kissing on her blood red lips
And no one is the savior they would like to be
The love song of the buzzard in the dogwood tree
With a train of horses laughing through the traffic light
And the cradle's unimaginative sense of time
Springtime and the promise of an open fist
A tattoo of a flower on a broken wrist
Lucy tells me jokingly to wipe her brow
With a pocket map to heaven, and the sun goes down
Lucy in the shade of the dogwood blooms
Yesterday, the solace of a poison fish
Tomorrow I'll be kissing on her blood red lips
And no one is the savior they would like to be
The love song of the buzzard in the dogwood tree
With a train of horses laughing through the traffic light
And the cradle's unimaginative sense of time
Springtime and the promise of an open fist
A tattoo of a flower on a broken wrist
Lucy tells me jokingly to wipe her brow
With a pocket map to heaven, and the sun goes down
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.19] In the failing light of the afternoon
[00:36.30] Lucy in the shade of the dogwood blooms
[00:47.83] Yesterday, the solace of a poison fish
[00:58.86] Tomorrow I'll be kissing on her blood red lips
[01:10.37] And no one is the savior they would like to be
[01:21.50] The love song of the buzzard in the dogwood tree
[01:32.72] With a train of horses laughing through the traffic light
[01:44.08] And the cradle's unimaginative sense of time
[02:40.78] Springtime and the promise of an open fist
[02:51.86] A tattoo of a flower on a broken wrist
[03:03.23] Lucy tells me jokingly to wipe her brow
[03:14.53] With a pocket map to heaven, and the sun goes down
[03:27.34]
[00:36.30] Lucy in the shade of the dogwood blooms
[00:47.83] Yesterday, the solace of a poison fish
[00:58.86] Tomorrow I'll be kissing on her blood red lips
[01:10.37] And no one is the savior they would like to be
[01:21.50] The love song of the buzzard in the dogwood tree
[01:32.72] With a train of horses laughing through the traffic light
[01:44.08] And the cradle's unimaginative sense of time
[02:40.78] Springtime and the promise of an open fist
[02:51.86] A tattoo of a flower on a broken wrist
[03:03.23] Lucy tells me jokingly to wipe her brow
[03:14.53] With a pocket map to heaven, and the sun goes down
[03:27.34]