Must've been forces
00:06
That took me on them wild courses
00:09
Who knows how many poses
00:15
That I've been in
00:18
But them the main closest
00:22
Hark! It gives meaning, Mine
00:27
I cannot really post this, ah, flee the signs
00:31
I worried 'bout rain
00:38
And I worried 'bout lightning
00:42
But I watched them off
00:46
To the light in the morning
00:50
Marking the slope
00:54
Slung low in the highlands
00:57
(Where the days have no numbers)
01:01
If it's harmed me, it's harmed me, it'll harm me, I'll let it in
01:08
01:13
Oh, the old modus
01:18
Out to be leading live
01:22
Said, comes the old ponens
01:27
Demit to strive
01:30
A word about Gnosis
01:34
It ain't gonna buy the groceries
01:38
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
01:43
I hurry 'bout shame
01:50
And I worry 'bout a worn path
01:53
And I wander off
01:57
Just to come back home
02:01
Turning to waltz
02:05
Hold high in the lowlands
02:08
('Cause the days have no numbers)
02:11
It harms me, it harms me, it harms me like a lamb
02:19
02:23
So I can depose this
02:38
Partial to the bleeding vines
02:42
Suppose you can't hold shit
02:47
How high I've been
02:51
What a river don't know is
02:55
To climb out and heed a line
02:59
To slow among roses or stay behind
03:04
I've been to that grove
03:11
Where no matter the source is
03:14
And I walked it off
03:18
How long I'd last
03:22
Sore-ring to cope
03:26
Whole band on the canyon
03:28
(When the days have no numbers)
03:32
03:37
Well, it harms me, it harms me, it harms me, I'll let it in
03:39
03:44
Lyrics & Translation
[English]
Must've been forces
That took me on them wild courses
Who knows how many poses
That I've been in
But them the main closest
Hark! It gives meaning, Mine
I cannot really post this, ah, flee the signs
I worried 'bout rain
And I worried 'bout lightning
But I watched them off
To the light in the morning
Marking the slope
Slung low in the highlands
(Where the days have no numbers)
If it's harmed me, it's harmed me, it'll harm me, I'll let it in
...
Oh, the old modus
Out to be leading live
Said, comes the old ponens
Demit to strive
A word about Gnosis
It ain't gonna buy the groceries
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
I hurry 'bout shame
And I worry 'bout a worn path
And I wander off
Just to come back home
Turning to waltz
Hold high in the lowlands
('Cause the days have no numbers)
It harms me, it harms me, it harms me like a lamb
...
So I can depose this
Partial to the bleeding vines
Suppose you can't hold shit
How high I've been
What a river don't know is
To climb out and heed a line
To slow among roses or stay behind
I've been to that grove
Where no matter the source is
And I walked it off
How long I'd last
Sore-ring to cope
Whole band on the canyon
(When the days have no numbers)
...
Well, it harms me, it harms me, it harms me, I'll let it in
...
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