Song Details

The March Hare - live 2008/11/01

Original Lyrics

The march hare ambles on
Darting to and fro
Finds his breath for free
A silver fox breaking clocks
Counting back from 10
Until it ends with me
As I’m swinging from the trees
Can a mirror rescue me?
The march hare blows his horn
His 19 wives lend ear
To a storm come clear
A whisker here
A scabbard there
The march hare appears
To understand what’s next
And he’s pulling on my soul
Just like an overcoat painted red
His faith somewhere
His faith somewhere
His faith somewhere for (?)
Whatever will be will be again
Whatever will be will be again
Whatever will be will be again
Whatever will be will be again
Oh swing low bandalier
Your coins are worthless here
For there’s no here to leave

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Contains a piece of Suffer.

Available On

Collection Items:
Version: The March Hare live 2008/12/08
Version: The March Hare live 2008/12/03
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/30
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/25
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/19
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/15
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/12
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/07
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/04
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/01

Tours & Recordings:
Version: The March Hare live 2008/12/03
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/30
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/25
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/19
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/15
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/12
Version: The March Hare live 2008/12/08
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/07
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/04
Version: The March Hare live 2008/11/01