Phil Ochs - The Doll House Lyrics

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The Doll House

The Doll House Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Doll House By Phil Ochs?
Lost in the valley of vaults/dolls/Oz(?)
Fell from the path, it was nobody's fault That I was alone. Time dripped from the trees Left through the nail (I leapt through alamp/land/lap/laugh(?) (?)) I fell to my knees before the throne And the crown was covered jewels, sparkling schools The beautiful fauns/falls/(?) The magnificent battle was fought And Cinderella's soldier fish was caught And the lady from the lake Who helped me to escape Led me to myself at last Though I danced with the dolls in the doll house The flower fled from my feet, Tom Sawyer voice through the hole of the key, Landed so gently. Castles cover the cave, I had no choice, the visions were brave And the phantoms were friendly, And Pirate Jenny was dancing for pennies, The knucklebones tossed in a spin, There were silver songs on her skin. And she wasn't caring when the ship came in. And the lady from the lake Helped me to escape Led me to myself at last, Though I danced with the dolls in the doll house My costume dropped to the floor, Naked at last, I couldn't fight any-more, And the service was rendered. A poem fell from the wine, buried the past. The future was mine and the present sur-rendered. And the ballet master is beckoning faster, The ballerina was posed, in the fragile beauty we froze. Let go, let go, let go, let go, let go. And the lady from the lake Who helped me to escape Left me with myself at last Though I danced with the doll in the doll house |
Who Wrote The Doll House By Phil Ochs?
Phil Ochs
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What's The Duration Of The The Doll House By Phil Ochs?The duration of The Doll House is 4:39 minutes and seconds. |
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