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Lyrics:
Your long long hair
flies away from your face
against the stiff breeze from the subway grate
You ask if it’s like this
the wild ocean waves
before the almost invisible spray
So I tell you about
the redwoods and their rings
about the whitecaps in the wind
So I tell you about
the eagles flying low
under the almost invisible glow
Your mother told you
Your mother told you not to go
Your mother told you
your mother told you not to go outside
The glimmer and the glare
bounce off the concrete
beneath the billboards and the gum on our feet
You ask if it’s like this
the floor of the forest
are there birds who ignore us and cry from their beaks?
So I tell you about
the eucalyptus trees
about the confection from the honey bees
So I tell you about
the bobcats who roam
under the almost invisible snow
Your mother told you
Your mother told you not to go
Your mother told you
your mother told you not to outside
Your mother told you
Your mother told you not to go
Your mother told you
your mother told you not to outside
Your long long hair
flies away from your face
as we run to take cover away from the rain
We watch winter wail
as you tell me what you know
under the almost invisible glow
