Saturday 16 April 2011

Nothing Rhymes with Nothing: Fleet Foxes.

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Music for your listening pleasure...





The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us 
Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up. 

And you will go to Mykonos 
With a vision of a gentle coast 
And a sun to maybe dissipate 
Shadows of the mess you made 

Pallid animals in the snow-tipped pines I find 
Hatching from the seed of your orphaned mind, all night 

And you will go to Mykonos 
With a vision of a gentle coast 
And a sun to maybe dissipate 
Shadows of the mess you made 

Brother you don't need to turn me away 
I was waiting down at the ancient gate 

You'll go 
Wherever you go today 
You'll go today 

I remember how they took you down 
As the winter turned the meadow brown 

You'll go 
Wherever you go today 
You'll go today 

When I'm walking brother don't you forget 
It ain't often that you'll ever find a friend 




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