Radio Rigel 3 Lyrics & Chords By Slimey Things

Last spring, I spent a week in a convent in the Midwest. I'd been invited there to do a series of seminars on language. They'd gotten my name from a list in Washington, from a...read more

Me and masked bird are fishing in this golden stream, how sweet is the evening. We down here blind, still denying when the day is done, where have you been in this wind-blown...read more

All pardon the dawning of our rise In actual dampest, dreariest deed Crib tinge to callow youth Storied free, thistles of scarlet sold Purl, carriages home in harbinger Wrested...read more

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Buried child In a little wooden box Buried child Down under the rocks Who could have put him there In his little coffin clothes? Who could have left him there So cold he...read more