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Thistles

from Thistle the Maker by Lindsay Clark

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Thistles

Thistles, thistles throw
open like roses!
Blue and yellow flow'rs
sprawl on your cheekbones
Stars bleed from the skys
catch flight and roll 'way
down the road...

Thistles, thistles grow
'round me like posies!
You caught me going down
to the water, to have a drink
no, I can't kiss you straight
when I been dusted
and lonesome

Thistles, thistles move
'round the wind's neck
I try to stay in bed,
stand still and speak low
You make, make me jump
through fires and fences
made of lead

I want, want to go
down where the wind blows
Down there, take me slow
wrap me in milllstones,
furrows and lands,
dont let me go!

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from Thistle the Maker, track released April 25, 2009

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Lindsay Clark Portland, Oregon

Lindsay Clark is a multi-instrumentalist, lover of nature, magic, myth and sound - she grew up in the Sierra Nevadas and now calls the Pacific Northwest home.

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