Ween - ALCAN ROAD lyrics

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Open the gate to the red land

Alcan road, by the turquoise lake

Starry skies, a mushroom cloud

Folding waves - in a foamy tide

Washing in beds - of opal shells

white gulls cry - for you and I

butterflies - float away

drift over pools - of salt and clay

mountain man - frosted child

eagles cry - puppets of god

strung like time - molded in form

trees bend back - and trails distort

it leads to the land - of Alcan Road

the turquoise lake - and starry skies

mushroom clouds - folding waves

foamy tides - of salt and brine