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Inspired by a painting by Andrew Wyeth
Blackbird in the cornfield/August afternoon
Dark angel on a ragged wire/Singing just for you
Slow years,slow years
Shadows in a dream
What do you see Christine
Does the skyline roll and tumble
Like rivers to the sea
Is there anything you need to know
Past the farmhouse and field
Is the whole world locked up
In colors blue and green
Are you the only odd piece or the key
Lost in the halflight, sometimes I see your face
We have strings, we have strings
That tie us to that place
Actors all ran out of lines, silent on the screen
Was it really you Christine
Sunlight gone, daylight fades
Mama turns the bed down
Papa turns the other way
Half moon in the window
Deep blue China sea
Goodnight, goodnight, Christine
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