
Stoned Enough to Gather in the Night Dispatch
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[Verse 1]
Hold it now, hold tight to the line, then fall back
Those who are nearly drowned, don't fear the rain in the storm
On an earlier night I would've known better
But tonight I'm tired, too tired to stay warm
[Chorus]
Stoned enough, stoned enough, to gather in the night
If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
Then come inside
[Verse 2]
There goes indigo bunting, a dark-eyed junko at her side
They both looked like they'd been crying and I hesitated to ask why
There was a picture of a lost cat nailed to a tree, you could see it in his eyes
Woefully I, woefully I, stood there and tried to be
[Chorus]
Stoned enough, stoned enough, to gather in the night
And If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
Then come inside
[Verse 3]
The finch was singing to the blackbirds in the pie
Sorry I, sorry I was ever born
But they paid him no mind, they were busy counting
The common grackle in the caucus, as the thrashers, they aligned
Hold it now, hold tight to the line, then fall back
Those who are nearly drowned, don't fear the rain in the storm
On an earlier night I would've known better
But tonight I'm tired, too tired to stay warm
[Chorus]
Stoned enough, stoned enough, to gather in the night
If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
Then come inside
[Verse 2]
There goes indigo bunting, a dark-eyed junko at her side
They both looked like they'd been crying and I hesitated to ask why
There was a picture of a lost cat nailed to a tree, you could see it in his eyes
Woefully I, woefully I, stood there and tried to be
[Chorus]
Stoned enough, stoned enough, to gather in the night
And If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking (four and twenty blackbirds)
Then come inside
[Verse 3]
The finch was singing to the blackbirds in the pie
Sorry I, sorry I was ever born
But they paid him no mind, they were busy counting
The common grackle in the caucus, as the thrashers, they aligned
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