Buffalo

Devoted my mindscape to accomplishing only most simplest things
Hurt in my heartache when I meditate
and find a million murdered buffalo-o
All these souls die slowly on my frame
All them streetlights at the edge of my brain
Dance to beats of infinity(?)-yeah

Showin' my eyes to recognize only most beautiful things
Showin' my heart to shine on through even the darkest inch
I must give over thanks
I'm givin' up over

Oh whoa woo woo woo woo woo woo
Yeah

My hea-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-art!
Does, does, does, does, does!
Hur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-urt!
Yeah yeah eh-eh-ah

Ah my
Ah my
Ay my
Ay my, heart!
Does ache!
Mine mine mine!
Oh mine does
Oh mine does
Oh mine does
Over

I bring, my pain!
(??) to the seam!
Oh mine does, oh mine does!
Does (??)
Oooh

Oh I know that before them dust to bo-o-o-ones
It must-a stunk greatly over the plains
(??) over the plains
Before them buffalo dust off to bones
Over the plains
Well I'm sayin'

Givin' up over thanks
And I'm givin' it up over
Givin' over thanks
I'm givin' over, mm
Chicka
Mm, ah
Ch'ck-ch'cka, mm, ah
Hn, mm, ah
Ch'cka, ch'cka

Hn, hunh, mm, ah
Mm, ah, mm, ah

Oooo over my frame(?)
Ooo-oo-oo over my, over my (?)



Credits
Writer(s): O'brian Matthew
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