Everything Begins and Ends at Exactly the Right Time Songtext
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And I told you from the beginning,
Knowing good time for harvesting, it's the time for digging,
So thrust in the sickle, cleave out the weeds,
Sort the wheat from the chaff, boys, feed the lamb the good seed.
I can remember the cold dawn of September,
You riding out with them, an army of lepers,
Yeah you said that everything begins and ends at exactly the right time.
You and your brothers are such hapless lovers,
Like Esau and Jacob, like King Sol' and David.
Knowing good time for harvesting, it's the time for digging,
So thrust in the sickle, cleave out the weeds,
Sort the wheat from the chaff, boys, feed the lamb the good seed.
I can remember the cold dawn of September,
You riding out with them, an army of lepers,
Yeah you said that everything begins and ends at exactly the right time.
You and your brothers are such hapless lovers,
Like Esau and Jacob, like King Sol' and David.
The sickly caresses, fingers made of feathers,
Wishbones for your back, boys, friends built for fair weather.
Store in your treasures and fresh fawns forever,
Most romantic lovers, and the foxes and hounds,
Like lambs to the slaughter, wild women cling to you,
With your love weak as water, your pigs in the brine,
Yeah, I said that everything begins and ends at exactly the right time.
Wishbones for your back, boys, friends built for fair weather.
Store in your treasures and fresh fawns forever,
Most romantic lovers, and the foxes and hounds,
Like lambs to the slaughter, wild women cling to you,
With your love weak as water, your pigs in the brine,
Yeah, I said that everything begins and ends at exactly the right time.
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