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• Artiste: Laura Veirs
• Titre: Wandering Kind
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A strange July, storm came down From the north and pulled out the salt And it tore out the leaves From the pear tree and my canopy In the twigs and the bugs of sow I knew somehow I was free I held a stone above my bones I was shaking In the blue stained glass church You gathered up my heart Sauntered together all the tiny shattered parts I said, 'all I can see in front of me is the armpit of a crow' You closed the ring and opened the door And ran into the summer yard 'Cause the sun's been known to shine On our wandering kind Yeah, the sun's been known to shine On our wandering kind (to shine) Clogging on her wooden board The tattooed girl took up her swords And plunged them down deep into the earth A twinkling tie filled up her eyes And poured out to the lawn A made a raft of the scraps from her skirt And sailed 'til dawn 'Cause the sun's been known to shine On our wandering kind (to shine) Yeah, the sun's been known to shine On our wandering kind (to shine) Our wandering kind