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Barry Adamson - The Hummingbird lyrics

Artist: Barry Adamson

album: Memento Mori (Anthology 1978 - 2018)


The hummingbird feeds at the four o'clock flower
Got a gun in my hand so I kill every hour
Done with the dirt and all the days in the shower
Just to get the stink off of me
It was furious, it was sweet
Scrubbed away 'til underneath
I could feel the white hot heat
White hot heat on a hot white sheet
Like a shock, I smelled the blood
Then I could not get enough
All the frenzy out of love
Would not suffer from the bottom, the landscapes came alive
The humming bird whirs as I feast on the pink
You can lead a horse to water, you can make him take a drink
You think that you all know me, but it ain't quite what you think
Here on Ballards Plantation
But with a language outta reach
With her faith, I did beseech
'Til my soul was all a-bleach
Dry my eyes now as I stare into the sun
And the world begins to fade
With the choices we have made
So commence a new charade
Bright and shiny as a mirror, and the landscapes came alive
The hummingbird feeds at the four o'clock flower
Got a gun in my hand so I kill every hour
Done with the dirt and all the days in the shower
Never get the stink off of me
Yeah, we whisper of the grass
And the perfect weighted past
And it's love for everlast
Haul me over as I glide into the light
'Cause this final life of thrift
See my mood begin to lift
With a momentary shift
No surprises on the radio, and the landscapes came alive

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