Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Evergreen , by - The Fiery Furnaces. Song from the album Remember, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 18.08.2008
Record label: Thrill Jockey
Song language: English
Evergreen |
| I was wielding my axe |
| drunk whisky at the bar |
| every night coming home |
| out the windshield of my car |
| I would look through the boughs |
| and think I saw my lucky star. |
| I was spreading my sheets |
| took dinner all alone |
| every night of the week |
| awaiting by the phone. |
| I would dab off my tears |
| with my favorite pine cone. |
| Needle prick my spruce root. |
| Dear little hemlock shoot, |
| Make me stay sharp, |
| and keen and evergreen. |
| I would tend to my bees |
| sell honey on the road |
| every fall in the wet |
| watching lorries take their load |
| And Iў‚¬"ўd get all my winnings |
| ask for special sap in code |
| In August three weeks |
| Iў‚¬"ўm back in village where I clip |
| all sorts of brambles and thorns |
| From up the hill I pip |
| In a little clay cup |
| the stuff I cross myself and sip. |
| Needle prick my spruce root |
| Dear little hemlock shoot |
| Make me stay sharp |
| and keen, evergreen. |
| I was casting my line |
| angling way the day. |
| The stream was swift, it was clear, |
| But the light was getting gray. |
| I bent down by the thistle |
| and thought of what it was Iў‚¬"ўd say. |
| Needle prick my spruce root |
| Dear little hemlock shoot |
| Make me stay sharp |
| And keen, evergreen. |