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7 Take Honey
Words & Music by Band Name Maker, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, Mike Mills and Bill Berry
Verse 1:
A secret knock, one hammer's locked, the other wisdom's lost
All the people gather, fly to carry each his burden
So whistle as the wind blows
Wrap your heel in bones of steel, turn the lake a twist of color
All the people gather, fly to carry each his burden
So whistle as the wind blows
Wrap your heel in bones of steel, turn the lake a twist of color
Chorus:
And it's so far, it's so far, it's so far
The trees will bend, the cities wash away
They've shifted the statues for harboring ghosts
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
The trees will bend, the cities wash away
They've shifted the statues for harboring ghosts
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
Verse 2:
Catapult (catapult), catapult
Let's begin again, begin the begin
My carpenter's out and running about, walking the
My pockets are out and running about and barking in the street
Let's begin again, begin the begin
My carpenter's out and running about, walking the
My pockets are out and running about and barking in the street
Chorus:
And it's so far, it's so far, it's so far
The trees will bend, the cities wash away
They've shifted the statues for harboring ghosts
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
The trees will bend, the cities wash away
They've shifted the statues for harboring ghosts
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
Bridge:
Could it be that one small voice doesn't count in the room
It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off
Those who know what I don't know
Trying to sicken me
It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off
Those who know what I don't know
Trying to sicken me
Verse 3:
Take away the scattered bones of my meal
Hands down, Calechee bound, landlocked, kiss the ground
I will rearrange your scales if I can, and I can
This land is the land of ours, this river runs red over it
Hands down, Calechee bound, landlocked, kiss the ground
I will rearrange your scales if I can, and I can
This land is the land of ours, this river runs red over it
Chorus:
And it's so far, it's so far, it's so far
The trees will bend, the cities wash away
They've shifted the statues for harboring ghosts
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
The trees will bend, the cities wash away
They've shifted the statues for harboring ghosts
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
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