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Sycamore Leaves Lyrics
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
Something's buried
Under sycamore leaves
Wet grounds, late September
The foliage up the trees
I came upon this feeling
That someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
And I could never make it
And I could never see
I could never break out
And shake its grip on me
Sycamore leaves
And I could never make it
And I could never see
I could never break out
And shake its grip on me
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
Something's buried
Under sycamore leaves
Covered by sycamore leaves
Sycamore leaves
I'm covered by
Sycamore leaves
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
Something's buried
Under sycamore leaves
Wet grounds, late September
The foliage up the trees
I came upon this feeling
That someone's lying
Covered by sycamore leaves
And I could never make it
And I could never see
I could never break out
And shake its grip on me
Sycamore leaves
And I could never make it
And I could never see
I could never break out
And shake its grip on me
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside
Something's buried
Under sycamore leaves
Covered by sycamore leaves
Sycamore leaves
I'm covered by
Sycamore leaves
The lyric is something like Poe's TELL TALE HEART where the narrator murders and buries someone but thinks he hears the dead person's heart beating. Here too seems to be the case: a murderer's conscience torturing him ?
Thinking this lyrics through, quite amazing how dark this and several of the songs on the East of the Sun album are.