Today's sole redeeming feature has been the discovery of the Decemberists' "The Rake's Song," a reasonably hard-rocking murder ballad. The circumstances of its album's conception—inspired by Anne Briggs, going to feature Robyn Hitchcock—also make me happy, but right now not as much as singing headbangingly about infanticide.
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- 1: Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time
- 2: There's nothing here but echoes
- 3: If I'm hoping, then I'm hoping for the frost
- 4: There's no boat to take me where all the stars go to cross the water
- 5: Once you know it's a dream, it can't hurt
- 6: All the ghosts, some old, some new
- 7: The wind is blowing the planes around
- 8: Let the lights run like rivers all over my skin
- 9: I am bound to these shores, I'll be bound till the end
- 10: Wish everyone could hear when she sings
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