Deep Forbidden Lake
Neil Young
On the lake, the deep forbidden lake, The old boats go gliding by, And the leaves are falling from the trees And landing on the logs and I See the turtles heading for the bog And falling off the log. They make the water splash, And feeling no backlash, They climb the happy banks. On the boats, the old and creaky boats, The shoreline goes gliding by, And the wind, there was a dying breeze, Is making the banners fly. See the colors, floating in the sky, The pride of the captain's eye, As he glides His slender craft inside And opens up the door. On the coast, the long and tempting coast, The cards on the table lie, And a speech, so eloquent in reach, Was made by a passerby, Passing by the way between Here and left behind. And it ripples through the crowds Who run and cast their doubts In the deep forbidden lake. Yes, it echoes through the crowds Who run and cast their doubts In the deep forbidden lake.Alt-country americana Ballad banned classic rock coldplay eats ass folk gothic americana gothic country Grunge male vocal Neil Young pedal steel guitar rock silent intensity singer-songwriter singersongwriter whistling in the dark
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