Ezra Bell
Gently chiding veronica
I can recall you standing tall
Imagine all his glory gazing
Like them puddles painting rainbows
In the sunlight on the pavement
In the blackness where your accent
Sent me softly into dreaming
Over bends and home again only to turn up in between them
And the speakers shout me greetings
They shout me revelations
Where them villains end up dancing
And their fans come spend their pay check
And we're dancing down the ramps
And down bridges where the anthems sound
Tricksters and the tramps abound
Cheaters have their chance and crowned
You take your chances while the sun might sets
No matter how ferocious the gunfight gets
The promised land I hear is here and near and one ride west
I hadn't had time to take but when the blood dries, let's
If you did not believe in all these silly little things you do
You might not feel that melancholy
When they turn out to not be true
But who's to say what's true and what isn't
He says she says that it's not you
Me oh my good god good riddance
What a nice neat bloodless coup
And you've been praying with dirty fingers
Its a wonder you can pray at all to
Night time comes to cross the vineyard
And it's a wonder I should think so small
And there she goes my moonlight daughter
Bare skin brushing up against the rows
Sometimes she sings tunes I taught her
Sometimes she don't use words at all
You get what you get and you don't throw a fit
You take what you make
And don't tell no one shit
You get what you get and you don't throw a fit
You take what you make
And don't tell no one shit
You get what you get and you don't throw a fit
You take what you make
And