I could not work
So I threw a bottle into the woods
And then I felt bad
For the doe paw
And the rabbit paw
So I went looking for the pieces
Of the bottle that I threw
Because I couldnât work
I went deep
Further than i could throw
And i came upon an old abandoned well
All boarded over
With a drip hanging from the bucket still
Well I watched that drip but it would not drop
I watched that drip but it would not drop
I knew what I had to do
Had to pull those boards off the well
When I got the boards off
I stared into the black black black
And you know I had to yell
Just to get my voice back
I guess everybody has their own thing
That they yell into a well
I gave it a coupla hoots
A hello
And a fuck all yâall
I guess everybody has their own thing
That they yell into a well
And as I stood like that
Staring into the black black black
I felt a cool wet kiss
On the back of my neck
I knew if I stood up
The drip would roll down my back
Into no manâs land
So I stayed like that
Staring into the black black black
Well they say black is all colours at once
So I gave it my red rage my yellow streak
The greenest parts of me
And my blues I knew just what I had to do
I had to turn around and go back
And let that drip roll down my back
And I felt so bad about that
But wouldnât you know
When I turned to go
Another drip was forming
On the bottom of the bucket
And I felt so good about that
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- Have Fun With God
- Dream River
- Apocalypse
- Rough Travel for a Rare Thing
- Sometimes I Wish We Were An Eagle
- Score! 20 Years Of Merge Records
- Miscellaneous
- Day of the Dead
- Rough Travel for a Rare Thing (Live)
- Uncut: The Best of 2011
- Nicolas Jaar - Essential Mix
- The Bad Seeds Jukebox
- Woke On a Whaleheart
- Diamond Dancer
- Uncut: The Playlist May 2007
- Loving Takes This Course: A Tribute to the Songs of Kath...
- Mojo Presents: New Harvest
- Crayon Angel: A Tribute to the Music of Judee Sill
- Musikexpress 124: Sounds Now!
- Daytrotter Session