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Augie March
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Maroondah Reservoir
To be, a bee, a moth Four wings spread for the soft last touch, of glory sun Remembering blood plums and lips and lemons One hundred different suns In a hundred different heavens
Spied from a rowboat Stroke, naught is spoken Before you know it, the spell is broken You might wonder where you are
Floating on the reservoir I have counted the notes We landed here not many years ago And it was not a pretty song that we composed
La, la, la, the early bird he knows You hang from the cherry bough When you're lichen yourself and leave The cold, cold scent of stone and mulch
The great stone wall to stave the rush To think that peace might be too much Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Waiting for that giant touch
The lake, the fir-fringed lake Placid and ample, birded, breezed and dappled Through the mountain break Through the mountain break A moment take, a moment, a moment
You might wonder where you are Perched up on the reservoir Adolf in the white hotel All this time we've been in hell
You might wonder where you are Perched above the reservoir Luis of the lake retire
Before they set the lake on fire Before they set the lake on fire Before they set the lake on fire
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