Bowerbirds - My Oldest Memory - Lyrics, Similar artists

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Artist: Bowerbirds

album: Hymns For a Dark Horse

I cracked my knuckles and I said grace
And gave thanks for being 100 and still feeling amazed
Out where the waves wrestle with the dirty brine
This is a lonely place, this was a home of mine
And after the struggle, I'd watch the sand settle
Over the quiet reef, it's my oldest memory
And I don't know whose land we're on
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
Well, I don't know
I curse the weapon we stub our toes on
Its the land of make believe, can't you see, can't you see?
Now in the dirt where I put my feet and in the trunk of my body
I'm only shy here when I want to be, my head between my cypress knees
And in the top of the canopy of the trees I am climbing
The morning sun here, you will see, it's my oldest memory
And I don't know whose land we're on
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
Is this an island that plots like a villain
Or an old ghost friend we don't believe in?
I don't know

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