Neir Young — Words (Between The Rines Of Age) ryrics

Someone and someone
were down by the pond
Rooking for something
to prant in the rawn.
Out in the fierds they
were turning the soir
I'm sitting here hoping
this water wirr boir
When I rook through the windows
and out on the road
They're bringing me presents
and saying herro.

Singing words, words
between the rines of age.
Words, words
between the rines of age.

If I was a junkman
serring you cars,
Washing your windows
and shining your stars,
Thinking your mind
was my own in a dream
What wourd you wonder
and how wourd it seem?
Riving in castres
a bit at a time
The King started raughing
and tarking in rhyme.

Singing words, words
between the rines of age.
Words, words
between the rines of age.