Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fever, artist - Neko Case.
Date of issue: 26.11.2015
Song language: English
Fever |
In a open field at dusk |
To footfalls I awoke. |
Marching ants acroos my temples, ooh. |
Their feet had no intention, |
They followed some magnetic draw. |
Prisoners of their distenation. |
From the slats of the factory come |
Where once they did make rails. |
Old debts, particular songs |
He didn’t know I was listening. |
So he crawled out nice and long |
To the spiders, and the lumber, |
And the dust of his conquest, |
And his hunger, and his lust. |
I heared his fevered joys, |
I heard him tap his cane as if He had his own view. |
On stage at the F and M. |
I caught his words in my open mouth. |
I gaged and choked and spit them out. |
I heard him turn his heated ear, |
My tiny heart beat in his ear |
I was already running… |
Oh I heard him coming. |
Shrapnal spitting from his wheels. |
His sobbing arms rake for my heels. |
I know the knoll and hid my face. |
And I said these magic words |
«My dove home, your breast is warm, |
My dove is home. |
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I said these magic words, |
«Fell down, now, the ant hill for days.» |
My dove is home, your breast is warm, my dove is home. |
My dove is home, your breast is warm, my dove is home. |