Dark Horse-Bowerbirds

[00:01.25]Dark Horse - Bowerbirds [00:09.77]On the shore of the lake, [00:13.19] [00:13.73]In the great upstate of New York, [00:19.04] [00:20.88]Came the call of a loon. [00:23.95] [00:24.45]Cold, cold, o'er a plume of smoke. [00:29.92] [00:31.29]He spoke to my center [00:34.04] [00:36.41]He spoke of the future. [00:41.54] [00:42.54]He sang, "You, my friend, are alone, alone." [00:49.12] [01:12.54]We live with the cockroach [01:16.04] [01:18.27]And we split our cords of oak [01:21.38] [01:22.34]And keep this wood stove burning [01:25.99] [01:27.27]While the bitter winds are blowing. [01:30.80]We stow our words in the cellar [01:34.42] [01:36.95]So we never lose hope, [01:40.13] [01:41.12]And keep this wood fire stoked [01:45.07] [01:46.03]While the bitter winds blow. [01:51.12] [02:04.77]Alone on the land, [02:07.82]In the love of the dirt again, [02:14.28] [02:15.12]There's a sharp, jagged winter [02:18.82]At the center of my home. [02:26.06]Of my blood and bones, [02:28.41] [02:30.05]That sleets and snows and makes me shiver. [02:35.53] [02:37.43]But you, my heart, I will never know. [02:43.02] [03:07.26]We live with the cockroach, [03:13.02]And we split our cords of oak. [03:16.44] [03:17.15]And keep this wood stove burning [03:20.75] [03:22.18]While the bitter winds are blowing. [03:25.82]We stow our words in the cellar [03:29.62] [03:32.09]So we never lose hope, [03:36.35]And keep this wood fire stoked [03:41.41]While the bitter winds blow [03:46.64]