Wallace Stevens

Album cover art for "Wallace Stevens" by Vic Chesnutt

Vic Chesnutt - Rock, Folk Rock

Wallace Stevens

2 Plays

Duration: 2:17

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Lyrics

1, 2, ready, go I saw a blackbird Thirteen ways And then strew a fist many Mountains away My evangelism felled Brutally taken By breezes that rubbed me And lifted light raven I stretched to borrow Fine antebellum To encase all the scrapings Of us civilised fellow I wanted to stash them To secretive cages With that fabulous blackbird Of thirteen stages

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Credits

Writers
  • Vic Chesnutt