Guided By Voices
Indian Was an Angel
Don't!Long time comin' to take my hand awayShe says nothin' to take the pain awaySomethin' about discussions in the caveSomethin' about a dream that can't be savedAnd all the easy faces running out of happy placesGone to the academyAnd plug each sonic lyre into the Navajo amplifier For us to hear and seeLittle star went rolling up the hillAsked me to come and dance, I said "I will."These are the days of preparation stillSomething's gonna happen on that hillAnd all the easy faces running out of happy placesGone to the academyAnd plug each sonic lyre into the Navajo amplifierFor us to hear and seeAnd all the summoned gracesManifest in different placesThere for us to seeAnd little star keeps sayin' "Indian was an angel."Praying calm and patiently For us, our soul, and weAnd save a place for me.
From Letras Mania