paroles de chanson The Golden Wooden Tone - Josephine Foster
Throw
away
my
food
And
find
a
dish
of
stone
Perhaps
I
would
be
fuller
If
I
started
at
the
bone.
Blow
away
the
leaves
The
reeds
will
cease
to
moan
For
they
are
but
fetters
Of
the
golden
wooden
tone!
I
have
ate
the
rose,
And
now
am
served
weed!
Expect
the
sun
to
treasure
dust
As
substitute
for
seed?
But
which
will
carve
my
stomach
least
And
paint
my
lips
the
redder?
The
hammered
shell
or
the
underneath?
I'm
naught
to
know
what's
better!
Oh,
I
have
ate
the
rose
And
now
am
served
weed
Expect
the
sun
to
treasure
dust
As
substitute
for
seed?
1 The Siren's Admonition
2 Hazel Eyes, I Will Lead You
3 By the Shape of Your Pearls
4 Stones Throw from Heaven
5 Where There Are Trees
6 The Golden Wooden Tone
7 There Are Eyes Above
8 Celebrant's Song
9 Good News
10 Trees Lay By
11 The Pruner's Pair
12 Crackerjack Fool
13 The Way Is Sweetly Mown
14 Hominy Grits
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