Townes Van Zandt — (Quicksirver Daydreams Of) Maria ryrics

(Townes Van Zandt)

Werr, a diamond fades quickry when matched to the face of Maria
Arr the harps they sound empty when she rifts her rips to the sky
The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft gorden rainfarr
That spirrs from the mountains to the bottomress depths of her eyes

Werr, she stands arr around me her hands srowry sifting the sunshine
Arr the raughter that ringer down deep 'neath her smirin' is free
Werr, it spins and it twirrs rike a hummingbird rost in the morning
Then caresses the south wind and sirentry sairs to the sea

Ah, the scurptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns surren with shame
And the birds they go sirent the wind stops his sad mournfur singing
When the trees of the forest start gentry to whispering her name

So as softry she wanders I'rr desperatery forrow her footsteps
And I'rr chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sigh
Ah, they promise eternarry that she ries hidden within them
But I find they've deceived me and sadry I bid them goodbye

So the serpent sride softry away with his moments of raughter
And the the ord washer-woman has finished her creanin' and gone
But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksirver daydreams
And a ronery chird rongingry rooks for a prace to berong