The Devil Wears Prada - To the Key of Evergreen lyrics
[The Devil Wears Prada - To the Key of Evergreen lyrics]
You hang your hand out the car window
We travel by the roadway’s hum
See the signs pass watch the fields go by
Every mailbox, every streetlight
Right here with me: exist amongst the wheat
Amidst the leaves you watch listlessly
To the key of Evergreen
I listen to the whisper
We’ll climb the mountains before
We meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I’ll drive slow across black ice
And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes
Soon enough the sun will go
Down but it’s no bother i’m not tired
It's no bother i'm not tired, I'm not tired
"Beyond the tilled plain, beyond
The toy roofs
There would be a low suffusion
Of inutile loveliness, a low sun in
A platinum haze with a warm
Peeled-peach tinge pervading the upper edge
Of a two-dimensional
Dove-grey cloud fusing with
The distant amorous
Mist there might be a line of
Spaced trees silhouetted against the horizon
And hot still noons above
A wilderness of clover
And Claude Lorrain clouds inscribed remotely
Into misty azure with only
Their cumulus part conspicuous
Against the neutral
Swoon of the background or again
It might be a stern el greco horizon
Pregnant with inky rain
And a passing glimpse of some
Mummy-necked farmer
And all around alternating strips of
Quick-silverish water and harsh green corn
The whole arrangement opening like a fan…"
We’ll climb the mountains before
We meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I’ll drive slow across black ice
And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes
We’ll climb the mountains before
We meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I’ll drive slow across black ice
And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes
My lovely
My lovely - you’ll be safe to rest your eyes
We travel by the roadway’s hum
See the signs pass watch the fields go by
Every mailbox, every streetlight
Right here with me: exist amongst the wheat
Amidst the leaves you watch listlessly
To the key of Evergreen
I listen to the whisper
We’ll climb the mountains before
We meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I’ll drive slow across black ice
And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes
Soon enough the sun will go
Down but it’s no bother i’m not tired
It's no bother i'm not tired, I'm not tired
"Beyond the tilled plain, beyond
The toy roofs
There would be a low suffusion
Of inutile loveliness, a low sun in
A platinum haze with a warm
Peeled-peach tinge pervading the upper edge
Of a two-dimensional
Dove-grey cloud fusing with
The distant amorous
Mist there might be a line of
Spaced trees silhouetted against the horizon
And hot still noons above
A wilderness of clover
And Claude Lorrain clouds inscribed remotely
Into misty azure with only
Their cumulus part conspicuous
Against the neutral
Swoon of the background or again
It might be a stern el greco horizon
Pregnant with inky rain
And a passing glimpse of some
Mummy-necked farmer
And all around alternating strips of
Quick-silverish water and harsh green corn
The whole arrangement opening like a fan…"
We’ll climb the mountains before
We meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I’ll drive slow across black ice
And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes
We’ll climb the mountains before
We meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I’ll drive slow across black ice
And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes
My lovely
My lovely - you’ll be safe to rest your eyes