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Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander
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What Are The Lyrics For Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander By Over the Rhine?
You are a gardener
You cultivate my soul You water thirsty vines That snake along my spine In case I forget to shiver You are a carpenter You build the scaffolding Replace the windowpane I see the sky again As if I've been delivered You are a fisherman My weather lets you know When and when not to wait Your hook's inside the bait I'm wary but I swallow You are a messenger You bring me all the news The kind that never lies It's written in my eyes You beckon and it follows I get to be guilty I You are a singer too Carry me like a tune I'm like a newborn child I'm wrapped up for a while You're swaying like a hobo You are a circus clown I've never laughed before Beneath your canopy Oh say a prayer for me I want this in a photo So be a photographer I'm dancing naked now Across the maple floor Above the lion's roar Your pictures will protect me You must be a scientist by now With rumpled midnight hair You're studied ever pore And every follicle Of my bewildered body I get to be guilty I Yours is a different light I like my face that way The canvas of my skin Serene and strange but true |
Who Wrote Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander By Over the Rhine?
Linford Detweiler, Ric Hordinski
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What's The Duration Of The Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander By Over the Rhine?The duration of Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander is 5:14 minutes and seconds. |
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