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Take Heart Mr. Drake, the Worst is Behind You (Lyric) by wilco Under a pink moon rising,
an antidepressant lullaby
creeps into the empty room
where the boy is sketching sighs.
Wasted in fourteen languages
and an automatic dream
where love is a porcupine
and the quills of the beast are embedded in me.
Brighten up, brighten up.
The trees are full this year.
Brighten up, Mr. Drake
Now youâre a star
even if no one knows who you are.
Take heart, the worst days are gone
as the last bit of November light
creeps into an artists room
where the boy has lost the fight.
Brighten up, Brighten up.
The trees are full this year.
Brighten up, Mr. Drake.
Now youâre a star
even if no one knows who you are.
Wake up, wake up.
The trees are full this year.
Take heart, Mr. Drake.
Now youâre a star
even if no one knows who you are.
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Posted: October 24, 2005 7:48 PM PDT; Last modified: October 24, 2005 7:48 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.2145653 Overall Rank: 4415 Comments:
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Dovina @ 69.175.32.104
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24-Oct-05/8:09 PM
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Some good lines here, but as a song, and even as a poem, I think it needs a more direct approach, the form of a balad, where the story builds and the rhythm carries it.
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wilco @ 24.92.74.122
> Dovina
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24-Oct-05/8:12 PM
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There are parts I don't like and I'm working on it lyrically, but I got tired of fooling with it tonight. I hate the lost the fight line but thats how I want the line to go (flow wise) and I left it in so I don't forget it later.
i like this.
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