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

[00:00:31] The Eleven [Live At Big Rock Pow Wow Music Festival, Seminole Indian Village, West Hollywood, Florida, May 24, 1969

[00:00:54] High green chilly winds and windy vines

[00:00:55] In loops around the twisted shafts of lavender,

[00:01:20] Theyre crawling to the sun.

[00:01:27] Underfoot the ground is patched

[00:01:44] With arms of ivy wrapped around the manzanita,

[00:02:10] Stark and shiny in the breeze.

[00:02:16] Wonder who will water all the children of the garden

[00:02:34] When they sigh about the barren lack of rain and

[00:02:35] Droop so hungry neath the sky.

[00:02:57] William tell has stretched his bow till it won't stretch

[00:03:18] No furthermore and/or it may require a change that hasnt come before.

[00:03:39] No more time to tell how, this is the season of what,

[00:03:48] Now is the time of returning with our thought

[00:03:53] Jewels polished and gleaming.

[00:03:59] Now is the time past believing the child has relinquished the rein,

[00:04:09] Now is the test of the boomerang tossed in the night of redeeming.

[00:04:20] Seven faced marble eyed transitory dream doll,

[00:04:50] Six proud walkers on the jingle bell rainbow,

[00:05:00] Five men writing with fingers of gold,

[00:05:28] Four men tracking down the great white sperm whale,

[00:07:02] Three girls waiting in a foreign dominion

[00:07:25] Riding in the whalebelly, fade away in moonlight,

[00:07:48] Sink beneath the waters to the coral sands below.