Itasca – Lily Lyrics

Avant-Garde

I was looking down the road at Lily
Hundred miles past the end of the highway
In my mind their leaves were all swaying together
Their feet down under the water

And I wanted a chorus to join in
Lay my mind under that cottonwood line

But Lily farming a riddle for my mind
The one place that I thought I could try

I was looking down that straightaway
Cutting the horizon sight
Swear I walked the new world
Down that four corner line

So I followed that soft illusion
Clear in the clean air
Daylight on my side

And Lily farming a riddle for my mind
The one place that I thought I could try
She guards the stairway that would take me up and out
Lily's dancing on the skyline

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