andrew birds bowl of fire - nuthinduan waltz lyrics
i’m just an old yout with a cane made of root
and a dog with a nasal disease
i sit when it’s breezing, my dog’s always sneezing
i swear it’s the voice of louise
what do you do when you don’t have a clue
and the only thing doing is nothing at all?
‘cept wait for night fall when the will of the wind
has its way in the gr-ss on a summer’s day
and the rope ends that hung above layers of dung
had little on all sides but air
in the buzzing dry wheat that wisps my bare feet
i step on my doggie’s despair
what do you do when you don’t have a clue
and the only thing doing is nothing at all?
‘cept wait for night fall when the will of the wind
has its way in the gr-ss on a summer’s day
what do you do when you don’t have a clue
and the only thing doing is nothing at all?
‘cept wait for night fall when the will of the wind
has its way in the gr-ss on a summer’s day
i’m just an old yout with a cane made of root
and a dog with a nasal disease
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