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Jaded Fable lyrics

The fields are overturned

The skies all been burnt

I am feeling rather strange

(?) drunk on whiskey

Princesses bred for fifty

I feel a little colder every day

Mother I'm not safe

You'll find me buried in the fields

With buffalo murdered for game

Mother will you say

That I'm dressed up for the kill

And there's something slowly wasting me away

You are my only friend

You are my wasted angel

And like before, you mean much more to me

You are my coming end

You are my jaded fable

And like before, you mean much more to me

Jaded Fable Video

Cloud Cult - Jaded Fable: A fantastic song from their album "Lost Songs From the Lost Years". This wasn't already uploaded, and people have got to hear this, so here it is! (video from YouTube)

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