Okkervil River - The Valley lyrics
[Okkervil River - The Valley lyrics]
Watch the sun switching in the sky
Off and on
Where our friend stands bleeding on
The late summer lawn
A slicked back bloody black
Gunshot to the head
He has fallen in the valley of
The rock and roll dead
I hear a breeze
It wheezes through the tips of the pines
Where there's laughter and
There's screaming to
The rafters in the night
The moon rolls dreaming through
The late spring sky
Where our friend lies bleeding through
His jacket and his tie
A slit throat makes a note
Like a raw winter wind
We were piled at the river with
The rock and roll skinned
Times ten
Like the water loves lapping at
The skin of the shore
Hear our friend come tapping at
The latches on the door like a foot slips
Slapping on the ladder's last rung
We were thrashing in the clatter of
The rock and roll hung
Minus one
It's just a loud crowd crush
It's just a thrush
Seen flying through the late autumn dusk
Just for the very last time
It's just a busted-up body in the
Dust of the last road
Out of the city, when the city explodes
Light grows, and the light grows bright
And red-tinged
We were fallen on the border with
The rock and roll singed
Times ten times ten
Times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the R&B dead
Times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead
Off and on
Where our friend stands bleeding on
The late summer lawn
A slicked back bloody black
Gunshot to the head
He has fallen in the valley of
The rock and roll dead
I hear a breeze
It wheezes through the tips of the pines
Where there's laughter and
There's screaming to
The rafters in the night
The moon rolls dreaming through
The late spring sky
Where our friend lies bleeding through
His jacket and his tie
A slit throat makes a note
Like a raw winter wind
We were piled at the river with
The rock and roll skinned
Times ten
Like the water loves lapping at
The skin of the shore
Hear our friend come tapping at
The latches on the door like a foot slips
Slapping on the ladder's last rung
We were thrashing in the clatter of
The rock and roll hung
Minus one
It's just a loud crowd crush
It's just a thrush
Seen flying through the late autumn dusk
Just for the very last time
It's just a busted-up body in the
Dust of the last road
Out of the city, when the city explodes
Light grows, and the light grows bright
And red-tinged
We were fallen on the border with
The rock and roll singed
Times ten times ten
Times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the R&B dead
Times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead times ten
Ten again, then another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the
Rock and roll dead