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  • Текст песни Verve Pipe - Veener



    thirteen miles on 31 are drying
    all along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans
    of masquerade

    thirteen miles on 31 are drying
    the sky is lavender with ivory clouds that threaten
    drops of finger-paints
    puddle jumping children clad
    in yellow raincoats splash the deeper
    purple of veneer

    rows and rows of animals, their shiver skin
    is painted different shades
    and from grazing painted grass their teeth
    are stained the incandescent green
    indifferent they watch the rainfall steady
    blend their spots and run their stripes
    of veneer

    lovely ladies strip themselves of furs the winds require
    lovely ladies bathe themselves in technicolor mire
    lovely gentlemen

    at 85 on 31 I'm flying
    flying