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: Like a sprig of yarrow caught in the dark
- 2: Out in space, coast to coast
- 3: The moon still rises on everybody else
- 4: To the green field by the sea
- 5: Eating cereal, remembering the sky
- 6: We'll tell you of a blossom and of buds on every tree
- 7: Am I lost inside my mind?
- 8: And the biggest old rascal come tumbling down first
- 9: You showed me how to not throw my troubles away
- 10: And the fisherman collects, yes, they collect the sounds from their nest above
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