《The Eleven (Live at Big Rock Pow Wow Music Festival， Seminole Indian Village)》歌词

[00:10:38] The Eleven [Live At Big Rock Pow Wow Music Festival, Seminole Indian Village, West Hollywood, Florida, May 23, 1969

[00:10:38] High green chilly winds and windy vines

[00:10:38] In loops around the twisted shafts of lavender,

[00:10:38] Theyre crawling to the sun.

[00:10:38] Underfoot the ground is patched

[00:10:38] With arms of ivy wrapped around the manzanita,

[00:10:38] Stark and shiny in the breeze.

[00:10:38] Wonder who will water all the children of the garden

[00:10:38] When they sigh about the barren lack of rain and

[00:10:38] Droop so hungry neath the sky.

[00:10:38] William tell has stretched his bow till it won't stretch

[00:10:38] No furthermore and/or it may require a change that hasnt come before.

[00:10:38] No more time to tell how, this is the season of what,

[00:10:38] Now is the time of returning with our thought

[00:10:38] Jewels polished and gleaming.

[00:10:38] Now is the time past believing the child has relinquished the rein,

[00:10:38] Now is the test of the boomerang tossed in the night of redeeming.

[00:10:38] Seven faced marble eyed transitory dream doll,

[00:10:38] Six proud walkers on the jingle bell rainbow,

[00:10:38] Five men writing with fingers of gold,

[00:10:38] Four men tracking down the great white sperm whale,

[00:10:38] Three girls waiting in a foreign dominion

[00:10:38] Riding in the whalebelly, fade away in moonlight,

[00:10:38] Sink beneath the waters to the coral sands below.