The furrowed bed of sand worries again as it had before, waves left the land. for the falling leaves the child weepeing alone, he's letting go of the
Born a normal child, but the dream it didn't last long would you hold him down, my god why does he hang on someone do somethign, don't turn in disgust
[man:] I saw you yesterday your eyes were the color of some kind of grey. I hear what you're saying please, don't let me go I've got all the people down
Well I'm moving kind of slow Down that same old path Wasting time inside this hour glass She's coming up ahead now And I feel, yes I feel My head turning
The river of doubt gave birth to a beautiful stone and in my hands I held it and I knew I was on my own so I picked it up and held it to the sky and
dared to invade him [Chorus:] did you ever want to know me did you ever feel like I could it's a silent steeple that carries us down it's a silent steeple
I went down to the drug store to check my head against the bright light but she caught me from behind and though I did not know and though I did not
The wind blew and her hair stood still he sits beneath her window sill... she awaits the magic in his hands he walks her out into the night and takes
When you dove, drunk with sleep in your eyes you stole what was left of the sky, I remember how you freed your hair, hung your head in a forgotten stare
And I will walk with you using the stars as guides on a homeward path we go knowing our time is nigh I, I will walk... to be with you so put your hand
I'm tired of you This occasion rattled me a lot We build our island towers high Will it fall on me? A steeple of knives Caught in core emotions rising
Chorus: High on a hillside the old church steeple calls The bells are a ringin', a singin' to one and all Of the joys and the sorrows the laughter
steeple so my love can hear the bells in Heaven And then he built the steeple ground the tallest one in all the land That's how the people got their steeple
behind a desk or on his own two feet Now we're gonna sit down, sit down face to face I'm staring at the steeple I'm staring at the steeple I wonder
Traduction: Guided By Voices. Clocher de Couteaux.
Traduction: Nebular Moon. Chapitre I --clocher de savoir oublié.
Traduction: Tim O'Brien. Clocher de l'église [haut d'une colline].
Traduction: Robert Pollard. Clocher de Couteaux.