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Eileen Rose
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Silver Ladle
Lyricist:Eileen Rose Giadone
Oh can you hear me? Am I moving in my own way? Faith is a cradle Then the wind blows And the bough breaks
I'm hard at work breeding devils A martyr, oh, do that real good I harbor jealous angels Bound in glamor to my wrist
Time is a cruel thing It's a cold rain on a slow day Fate like a flower 'Til the wheel turns and the veil fades
The forest grows violet rivers Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The dead fall throws back our laughter Tomorrow taps my shoulder Add a memory to my list
Oh, Mother help me You were singing I was dreaming Hope plays a banjo Is a bell shape Does you real good
I found her own reckless ocean I found her own golden shadow I found her silver ladle Holding water to my lips Golden water to my lips
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