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Okkervil River
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The Valley
Watch the sun switching in the sky, off and on,
Where our friend stands bleeding on the late summer lawn,
A slicked back bloody black gunshot to the head.
He has fallen in the valley of the rock and roll dead.
I hear a breeze that wheezes through the tips of the pines,
Where there's laughter and there's screaming to rafters in the night.
The moon rolls dreaming through the late spring sky,
Where our friend lies bleeding through his jacket and his tie.
A slit throat makes a note like a raw winter wind.
We were piled at the river with the rock and roll skinned
Times ten
Like the water loves lapping at the skin of the shore,
Here our friend comes tapping at the latches on the door.
Like a foot slips, slapping on the ladder's last rung,
We were thrashing in the clatter of the rock and roll hung.
It's just a loud crowd crush, just a thrush seen flying
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Through the late autumn dusk for the very last time.
It's just a busted-up body in the dust of the last road
Out of the city, when the city explodes.
Light grows, and the light grows bright, and red-tinged.
We were fallen on the border with the rock and roll singed.
Times ten
Times ten
Times ten, ten again and another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the rock and roll dead
Times ten, ten again and another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the rock and roll dead
Times ten, ten again and another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the rock and roll dead
Times ten, ten again and another ten million
Fallen in the valley of the rock and roll dead
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