Letra de Valdese - Phish

Please return the focus to the setting where I left

I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees

My camera is the soul to those armies long forgotten

And the picture tells the story in the chapter of Valdese

Valdese

For leaving can be golden on the wing

And I can't swim, but if I can, I'll sing

The mail arrives, I read and then I leave

'Cause the more I read, the more I feel deceived

The more I read, the more I feel deceived

Do you ever feel locked in?

Do you ever feel that you can't win?

The mad man can slide the knife inside

But who then has their sights set on him?

And the ghost in the orchard will sharpen his teeth

And climb way up in a tree

And wait for some poor fool to wander beneath

On his blind journey to Valdese

To Valdese

And night is the number, great lover, great lover

I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees

And night is the number, great lover, great lover

And night is the number, great lover, great lover

Valdese

To Valdese

And night is the number, great lover, great lover

And night is the number, great lover, great lover

And night is the number, great lover, great lover

And night is the number, great lover, great lover

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