Swelling Valley Songtext
von John Greaves
Swelling Valley Songtext
Every valley swells up and turns black with desire
To be the last frontier desire is
Abalone and silver bow cowboy towns
Swirl like bell metal for the sheer hell of it
This is not all pleasure
In my pocket straight my rough place is plain
No frontier
No matter how rough
Induce itself
As data
Which brings us to the desert we swelter in
No plain was ever rough
Nothing plainer
Which brings us to the desert we swelter in
No plain was ever rough
Nothing plainer
To the desert we swelter in
To be the last frontier desire is
Abalone and silver bow cowboy towns
Swirl like bell metal for the sheer hell of it
This is not all pleasure
In my pocket straight my rough place is plain
No frontier
No matter how rough
Induce itself
As data
Which brings us to the desert we swelter in
No plain was ever rough
Nothing plainer
Which brings us to the desert we swelter in
No plain was ever rough
Nothing plainer
To the desert we swelter in
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