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Quito - The Mountain Goats
Written by：John Darnielle
作词 darnielle
When I receive the blessing I've got coming
I'm going to raise an ice cold glass of water
And toast the living and the dead who've gone before me
And my head will throb
Like an old
Wound reopening
When I get off the bus down there my children
They all are going to greet me at the station
Like gypsies they will dance around me and
The choral droning sound their voices make will saturate the evening
When I get off the wheel I'm going to stop
And make amends to everyone I've wounded
And when I wave my magic wand
Those few who've slipped
The surly bonds will rise
Like salmon at the spawning
