Please return the focus to the setting where I left
I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees
My camera is the soul to those armies long forgotten
And the picture tells the story in the chapter of Valdese
Valdese
For leaving can be golden on the wing
And I can't swim, but if I can I'll sing
The mail arrives, I read it then I leave
Cause the more I read, the more I feel deceived
The more I read, the more I feel deceived
Do you ever feel locked in?
Do you ever feel that you can't win?
The mad man can slide the knife inside
But who then has their sights set on him
And the ghost in the orchard will sharpen his teeth
And climb way up in a tree
And wait for some poor fool to wander beneath
On his blind journey to Valdese
To Valdese
And night is the number great lover, great lover
I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
Valdese
To Valdese
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
Phish - Valdese Lyrics
Phish - Valdese Lyrics
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Please return the focus to the setting where I left
I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees
My camera is the soul to those armies long forgotten
And the picture tells the story in the chapter of Valdese
Valdese
For leaving can be golden on the wing
And I can't swim, but if I can I'll sing
The mail arrives, I read it then I leave
Cause the more I read, the more I feel deceived
The more I read, the more I feel deceived
Do you ever feel locked in?
Do you ever feel that you can't win?
The mad man can slide the knife inside
But who then has their sights set on him
And the ghost in the orchard will sharpen his teeth
And climb way up in a tree
And wait for some poor fool to wander beneath
On his blind journey to Valdese
To Valdese
And night is the number great lover, great lover
I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
Valdese
To Valdese
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees
My camera is the soul to those armies long forgotten
And the picture tells the story in the chapter of Valdese
Valdese
For leaving can be golden on the wing
And I can't swim, but if I can I'll sing
The mail arrives, I read it then I leave
Cause the more I read, the more I feel deceived
The more I read, the more I feel deceived
Do you ever feel locked in?
Do you ever feel that you can't win?
The mad man can slide the knife inside
But who then has their sights set on him
And the ghost in the orchard will sharpen his teeth
And climb way up in a tree
And wait for some poor fool to wander beneath
On his blind journey to Valdese
To Valdese
And night is the number great lover, great lover
I'll picture you floating with the ghost above the trees
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
Valdese
To Valdese
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
And night is the number great lover, great lover
