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You've been away for such a long, long time
Gone from the brickyard, gone from the mine
All these unfamiliar places used to find your measured paces
Now it's all arriving, now it's all just fineI thought perhaps we could sit down for tea
Nein, was the cold reply of Frau ecstasySitting on a mossy stump, among all the bottles drunk
Breathe cold against the air
All I smell your ragweed hair, smoked to the bone
Soaked to the bone I'm all alone, poor meI thought perhaps we could sit down to tea
Nein, was the cold response of Frau ecstasy
Songwriters
Andrew BirdPublished by
WEGAWAM MUSIC CO. Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.

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Forget the violin. Forget the classical background. As troubadour Andrew Bird puts it, “At this point the violin just happens to be the instrument I have on hand to make the sounds that I hear. I like to abuse it and pull as many sounds out of it as I can.” Bird is a masterful and intuitive singer / songwriter, and what he does while performing—alternately plucking and bowing his violin, then immediately sampling the results, layering the sounds with guitar, whistling, glockenspiel and vocals—bears little resemblance to what most people might expect.

Read more about Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire on Last.fm.


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