Ween - Alcan Road lyrics
[Ween - Alcan Road lyrics]
Open the gate to the red land
Alcan road, by the turquoise lake
Starry skies, a mushroom cloud
Folding waves in a foamy tide
Washing in beds of opal shells
White gulls cry for you and I
Butterflies float away
Drifting pools of salt and brine
Mountain man, frosted child
Eagles cry, puppets of god
Strung like time, molded in form
Trees bend back and trails distort
It leads to the land of Alcan Road
The turquoise lake and starry skies
Mushroom clouds, flowing waves
Drifting pools of salt and brine
Alcan road, by the turquoise lake
Starry skies, a mushroom cloud
Folding waves in a foamy tide
Washing in beds of opal shells
White gulls cry for you and I
Butterflies float away
Drifting pools of salt and brine
Mountain man, frosted child
Eagles cry, puppets of god
Strung like time, molded in form
Trees bend back and trails distort
It leads to the land of Alcan Road
The turquoise lake and starry skies
Mushroom clouds, flowing waves
Drifting pools of salt and brine
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