You came from the north in the fall of the year
with a crack in your voice, and a curl in your hair

You weep like a faucet; it's been a dry year
have you a few drops to spare?
have you a few drops to spare?

And we'll trip on your heels in the pale light of dawn
and soak up your wisdom like a bar rag does dreams

if we can't find our way back then we'll just keep on
it's never as far as it seems
it's never as far as it seems

and when all the yarns you spun
come undone lord, come undone

we'll lay in the grass and hurl stones at the sun
well, the wind's in our backs, but there's lead in our lungs

in the wee small hours the fiddler unloads
but the price of his freedom is more than your change
at the foot of his tongue the barnacles grow
the song is always the same
the song is always the same
the song is always the same
the song is always the same


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Lead in Our Lungs song meanings
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    General Commentyou weep like a faucet

    and we'll soak up your wisdom like a bar rag does dreams

    and when all the yarns you've spun

    well, the winds at our backs
    screamqueenon October 29, 2009   Link

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