Fever
Neko Case"Fever" is a song by Neko Case, released in 2009 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:54 long and contains 39 lines and 217 words.
Lyrics
0:36In an open field at dusk
0:39To footfalls I awoke
0:43Marching ants across my temples
0:49Their feet had no intention
0:52They followed some magnetic drum
0:56Prisoners of their destination
1:03From the slats of the factory come
1:06Where once they did make rails
1:10Old Death's peculiar songs
1:13He didn't know I was listening
1:18So he crowed out nice and long
1:22To the spiders and the lumber
1:25And the dust of his conquest
1:29And his hunger and his lust
1:34I heard his feet rejoice
1:38I heard him tap his cane
1:42As if he had his own review
1:46On stage at the F and M
1:51I caught his words in my open mouth
1:54I gagged and choked and spit them out
1:58I heard him turn his heated ear
2:01My tiny heart beat in his ear
2:05I was already running
2:08Oh I heard him coming
2:12Shrapnel spitting from his wheels
2:15His sobbing arms raked for my heels
2:19I dove and rolled and hid my face
2:22And I said these magic words:
2:26My dove is home
2:28Her breast is warm
2:30My dove is home
2:33And I said these magic words
2:37And fell down down the anthill for days
2:44My dove is home
2:46Her breast is warm
2:48My dove is home
2:51My dove is home
2:53Her breast is warm
2:54My dove is home
In an open field at dusk To footfalls I awoke Marching ants across my temples Their feet had no intention They followed some magnetic drum Prisoners of their destination From the slats of the factory come Where once they did make rails Old Death's peculiar songs He didn't know I was listening So he crowed out nice and long To the spiders and the lumber And the dust of his conquest And his hunger and his lust I heard his feet rejoice I heard him tap his cane As if he had his own review On stage at the F and M I caught his words in my open mouth I gagged and choked and spit them out I heard him turn his heated ear My tiny heart beat in his ear I was already running Oh I heard him coming Shrapnel spitting from his wheels His sobbing arms raked for my heels I dove and rolled and hid my face And I said these magic words: My dove is home Her breast is warm My dove is home And I said these magic words And fell down down the anthill for days My dove is home Her breast is warm My dove is home My dove is home Her breast is warm My dove is home
Translation
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