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Meadow Argus
Handcrafted Psychedelia : Space Rock as Folk Art
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Quiet in the dusk watch the moon
Rising over you
Night birds cry out to the
Setting sun
Sweet Cuckoo, passing through, stay awjile
and tell your tale
Sing your song, we've all been
Watching you
Oh, dear Babe, if you were mine
All a-lone and a-loney
I'd dress you in silk and satin so fine
All down by the greenwood sidey
Through the fence, across the creek, so intent she starts at the sound
Cracking through the morning air, thunder clap, the lunar hound
Chandra’s done tonight, bathing in moonlight
And she barks
Cha cha cha
Young Dylan swam and the old crow flew
While the queen and the flower girl sang
Grandfather trout and the elver son
Turn and dream they've gone fishing
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