Contributors
- ISRC:USEP41416014
- Recorded:2014 The Loft - Chicago, IL
- ©2014 dBPM Records, under exclusive license to Anti, Inc.
- Vocals, Guitar, iPhone Track:Jeff Tweedy
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Tweedy - Sukierae Honey Combed
Lyrics
I can feel the mystery
But I can’t play it
Grey as the children are grey
My thoughts are grim, polluted as I am
Walking out one summer noon
So soon
How will the weather bring
Sing like the children have sung
High as the stars are hung
I vanish before I go
I have written with a rope
Wrapped around my throat
Loomed like an island
Dope hooked and cycloned
Honey-combed my heart in love
And from above
Every cemetery
Against the bloom
Rattle the pigs, visit the silence
Waking up an open wound
I can feel the mystery
But I can’t play it
Grey as the children are grey
My thoughts are dim, polluted as I am
Walking out one summer noon