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A Boy Called June, Pt. I

๐Ÿ‘ค Adjy โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Idyll Opus (I-VI) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:56
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

At the edge of all doors open at summer
The whole world waits there, warm and in wonder
As they bow and pray on that last school day
And there was no time but now
To a wild-eyed young man, restless to be
Had a dream awake, lay troubled
Never fit within their brain, an incurable
Of so tall he could see in the heat of the fence
Splash the brains, cowbell crowing
They'll never own not burning
A naked reflection hit the lake wind and toast
Don't ever trust an order that enforces you supposed
And there was no time but now

Barn and barn up there with the messy heart
Full of sparks half out of key
Nights would burn alive by the light of a pool
In a watermelon age of eager could-be blooms
It was a feast of endless, sun-blessed afternoons
And there were giants in the land in those days
And anything at all could happen

A humid embrace and a burdened and throbbed
A tender cicada call
A new daisy reek and a wild old ooze
Of wet clay and corn perfume

Nervous and eager, everyone would be there
Out there it was endless, but he couldn't bring it in
Someday they're gonna see it, every drop I will avert
Oh, tonight it's my turn, I am gonna swim warm into skin
Though everything's a scare to find another of its kind
In the season drenched in purpose, I found partner for my crime
The lake trod through all we he'd call his own a band of men
With freedom still wet on his sincere eye

A humid embrace and a burdened and throbbed
A tender cicada call
A new daisy reek and a small wet wash of shoes
Of wet clay and corn perfume
A humid embrace and a burdened and throbbed
A tender cicada call
A new daisy reek and a small wet wash of shoes
Of wet clay and corn perfume

We are blessings to be chosen
To unfold as reality's fender
What a day we arrived
On that evening by the river
Come, it feels like there's no place but here
Set up and set apart from all else

I am wild, call me wild
An adopted feral child
I was made to run and play, he's not hold back
I am menace, I am frenzy
Like that big old dipper out
'Cause there's no crowning the fiery tongue upon this brow
Oh, sing on, cicada
May your timbrels ever jump
Through all green olms
Come, timber up, run through the gate
Help me sing it right by midnight
We're raising fists to every star
And all's well, what's been hired
Run from the bedroom door

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