The Magical Bird in the Magical Woods Lyrics

Song	The Magical Bird in the Magical Woods
Artist	Current 93
Album	Sleep Has His House
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	作词 : Cashmore, Tibet
	i saw the slot of the sun
	the final cut of the sun
	start like a hare
	over the shoddy grey walls
	i saw you dimple and crease
	and turn a card from the pack
	by your bed
	as though swords, cups, discs and wands
	might tumble into your head
	and give you a glimmer of something profound
	but your gods made no sound
	the gods made no sound
	your gods made no sound
	you were cartwheel and sommersault
	but not at your ease
	i was not at my ease
	as through unfolding vistas
	of dullness and deadness
	i saw the metal buckets
	fatigued and buckled
	with nimbus of rustflowers
	in sheds by the lake
	i was already falling and fallen and lost
	and it was not at your cost
	and i was not at my ease
	and it was not at your cost
	by aimless pools with no surprise
	i counted the flickerings of your eyes
	and saw the magical bird
	in the magical woods
	fly over the hills
	and far away
	from the sea it's you i see
	by the glowing seashore it was you that i saw:
	the magical bird in the magical woods

	zuo ci : Cashmore, Tibet
	i saw the slot of the sun
	the final cut of the sun
	start like a hare
	over the shoddy grey walls
	i saw you dimple and crease
	and turn a card from the pack
	by your bed
	as though swords, cups, discs and wands
	might tumble into your head
	and give you a glimmer of something profound
	but your gods made no sound
	the gods made no sound
	your gods made no sound
	you were cartwheel and sommersault
	but not at your ease
	i was not at my ease
	as through unfolding vistas
	of dullness and deadness
	i saw the metal buckets
	fatigued and buckled
	with nimbus of rustflowers
	in sheds by the lake
	i was already falling and fallen and lost
	and it was not at your cost
	and i was not at my ease
	and it was not at your cost
	by aimless pools with no surprise
	i counted the flickerings of your eyes
	and saw the magical bird
	in the magical woods
	fly over the hills
	and far away
	from the sea it' s you i see
	by the glowing seashore it was you that i saw:
	the magical bird in the magical woods

	zuò cí : Cashmore, Tibet
	i saw the slot of the sun
	the final cut of the sun
	start like a hare
	over the shoddy grey walls
	i saw you dimple and crease
	and turn a card from the pack
	by your bed
	as though swords, cups, discs and wands
	might tumble into your head
	and give you a glimmer of something profound
	but your gods made no sound
	the gods made no sound
	your gods made no sound
	you were cartwheel and sommersault
	but not at your ease
	i was not at my ease
	as through unfolding vistas
	of dullness and deadness
	i saw the metal buckets
	fatigued and buckled
	with nimbus of rustflowers
	in sheds by the lake
	i was already falling and fallen and lost
	and it was not at your cost
	and i was not at my ease
	and it was not at your cost
	by aimless pools with no surprise
	i counted the flickerings of your eyes
	and saw the magical bird
	in the magical woods
	fly over the hills
	and far away
	from the sea it' s you i see
	by the glowing seashore it was you that i saw:
	the magical bird in the magical woods

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