The Marbled Godwit-Bowerbirds

[ti:The Marbled Godwit] [ar:Bowerbirds] [al:Hymns For A Dark Horse] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.27]Great white puffs of lumbering buffalo [00:07.04] [00:09.15]Blanket the fishbowl sky and I am tired [00:17.22] [00:18.30]I sip my tea and sniff the ocean [00:25.72] [00:28.74]Not but an hour from now I will be home [00:36.00] [00:38.89]Swing me low mark me a coward [00:46.18] [00:48.36]The whims of the West must die [00:52.25] [00:53.32]Here is the resting ground [00:57.19] [00:58.41]Here is my smile my pink little toes [01:06.63] [01:11.92](Bound to your oil machines) [01:16.60] [01:18.30]Death to the civilized [01:23.38](Hoarding the land and sea) [01:28.15] [01:28.96]Death to the civilized [01:34.40](Stolen through violent means) [01:39.42] [01:40.27]Death when all want masquerades as need [01:47.84] [01:52.84]The marbled godwit line the coast [01:59.94] [02:01.59]I grasp for my straw cap; [02:06.02] [02:06.82]I'm lashed to my brave little raft [02:11.17] [02:12.13]The waves do toss this worthy vessel [02:20.09] [02:21.98]Impress on my tiny brain [02:26.98]This strange and dangerous beauty [02:31.49] [02:32.92]I feel it's scale [02:36.56] [02:37.16]I feel its industry [02:40.70] [02:42.61]Making a flea of us [02:47.33]And dusting us off [02:50.44] [02:52.18]And talks in a hush [02:55.89] [02:57.38]A little disappointed [03:02.13] [03:06.92](Bound to your oil machines) [03:12.78]Death to the civilized [03:18.49](Hoarding the land and sea) [03:23.28] [03:23.86]Death to the civilized [03:29.65](Stolen through violent means) [03:35.00]Death when all want masquerades as need