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People Of The Village

Rusted Root

Good morning I see you
There on the phone
Good morning I see you
Dead on the throne

Like a dragonfly
With stone wings
Stone wings
I sing I tell you the ones I love
The people of my village
That I was drowned in a Scotland sea
By pagans in ecstasy Mother;
Father you never Heard from me

Good morning I see you
There on the phone
Good morning I see you
Dead on the throne

Here I sit
Stone wings
Stone wings
I sing I tell you, the ones
I love The people of my village
That I was drowned in a Scotland sea
By pagans in ecstasy Mother;
Father you never Heard from me

(Tell me why)
Good morning I see you
There on the phone
Good morning I see you
Dead on the throne

I was lifted
For the gift
For the gift I bring Held down,
I drunk the town
For the people of my village






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