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Flamingos Lyrics
The wires were wrapped
Around the tips of his fingers
But the pencil
was working like brand new
And the storm was thickening
but his
eyes were still glittering
and the aftermath he saw was you
Come on he said, take one of my pictures
You're from the West,
You can take me home
To your land of milk
And of honey
You can take me home.
And you were sitting right there
At
the edge of a forest fire
Feverish golden hands
Touching tiny copper
coins
And one by one as they passed by
You heard a whisper that
sounded like a cry
Chorus
The memory is already five
days old
You've got the picture
Held tight in a book
And
you've got every intention
As to taking it home
You've got every
intention,
Every intention
But nobody's listening at the
corner store
And nobody's listening at the curb
You've got a
firefighter
Drawing pictures of flamingos
Hoping they'll land
somewhere else
On this earth
Chorus
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