Mistral

The Decemberists

[Verse:]

So we already wrecked through the reservoir

And I've already lost my way

But feel entoombed in this cursed bar

For a day, anyway

So lay me out in the cover storm

And infer this aching jib

The streets are built on ancient bones

And the crib are the?

[Chorus:]

While the mistral blow it all away

While the mistral blow away

While the mistral blow it all away

Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow

[Verse 2:]

So it's me and you and the baby boy

And a thorn to shed the wait

Reeking out the little joy

What a waste that we stayed

[Chorus:]

While the mistral blow it all away

While the mistral blow away

While the mistral blow it all away

Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow

[Instrumental]

[Chorus:]

While the mistral blow it all away

While the mistral blow away

While the mistral blow it all away

Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow

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