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I'm 'piphany rambler
I ramble all day
'Piphany rambler
Don't take these blues away
Up is lovely
Down is too
It's its own peculiar labour
When you're not able to
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Don't sleep
Don't sleep
Don't sleep
Don't sleep
And then sleep
And then sleep
And then sleep
And then sleep
Tore a cloud and three birds fell
Three birds fell and then it rained
We crawled upside that mountain
Down its ass and back again
This tiny garden that we tend
Where flowers bloom like accidents
Let's lay awhile and slowly wend
Through days as long as nights we spent hanging on
Great furrows in the pavement
Where our hooves strove to leap
Square men in the courtyard
Engines idling
We've seen those impossible mountains
We've seen that upward rain
Entire bibles full of broken things
Dark and wide as empty graves
Thunder said to the lightning
"Let your good-foot swing"
"Go down to the valley"
"And shine your light on everything."
Lightning said to thunder
"Go on swinging like the pounding rain"
"Swing your blues like a hammer"
"Ride your boy like a shuddering train"
"Go on, swing the ocean full"
"Go on swing the bending trees"
"Swing it with a heart that bursts"
"And shine your light on everything, let your good-foot swing"
"And shake!"
"And shake!"
"And shake!"
"And shake!"
I'm 'piphany rambler
I ramble all day
Epiphany rambler
Don't take these blues away
Up is lovely
Down is too
It's its own peculiar labour
When you're not able to
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Lay in the fire a while
Don't sleep
Don't sleep
Don't sleep
Don't sleep
And then sleep
And then sleep
And then sleep
And then sleep
(I've heard tell at the boring gates of hell that there is nothing dear, but there is too much dear, but there is too much dear, yeah there is too much dear)

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Lyrics was corrected by MrGreg125

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