old tree limbs
hold a crow in the window
he's resting his wings from tumbling
in the jet stream
and falling stars
they're all burning _
then they turn into snow
above the southern seas
the southern seas

and your old limbs
will hold the hand of your widow
when you're resting your wings from traveling
on a jet plane
and falling stars
they're all shootin' something
then they turn into snow
on your TV screen
your TV screen.

so add it on
to the picture you've drawn up
of all your wishes and wants
then cut it all up
add it on
to the lines that you've drawn up
of all your wishes and wants
add it on
add it on

your _ will fly
your everything freezes
and fall through the holy maid above the southern seas
when you're riding your rails made out of them tiny cotton bales
you're gonna spin on down like the snow to the ground

bi-monthly paychecks
empower human wrecks
to dance to the DJ with the double decks
the streamers of light above the northern trees
just can't compare with nights like these
and the banners that waved in an electric breeze
melt away like snow in the southern seas
the southern seas

so add it on
to the picture you've drawn up
of all your wishes and wants
and cut it all up
add it on
to the lines that you've drawn up
all your wishes and wants
add it on
add it on
add it on
add it on
just add it on.



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