WWS S4 Burlap Wolf King “Thunderhead”

WWS S4 Burlap Wolf King   “Thunderhead”


♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Well I’ve been waiting Prism in the rain For violet hills and amber
waves of grain ♪ And sunlights surface On a mellow Monday morn Pulling fruit from pages
tattered and torn ♪ Oh the plain way you speak So mind over matter ♪ You’re always so misread ♪ So ring the bells And blow every bugle ♪ Thunderhead ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Dawn of summer With lemon in your lungs Feather and foil adorn the brow
of the young ♪ And wings of silver On the back of every beast That vanishes west and
resurrects in the east ♪ Oh the plain way you speak So mind over matter ♪ You’re always so misread ♪ So ring the bells And blow every bugle ♪ Thunderhead ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Oh the plain way you speak So mind over matter ♪ You’re always so misread ♪ So ring the bells And blow every bugle ♪ Thunderhead ♪ ♪ [Applause]

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