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Grass Lyrics

Blue eyes when the wind was done
You were lying like a soldier
In the grass, in the grass
Like the war was over

Blue eyes when you took a breath
It was heavy on my shoulder
Clap your hands, clap your hands
It looks like the worst is over

Blue eyes when the wind was here
You were blown just like a feather
In the trees, in the trees
You were caught inside forever

Blue eyes when you hold your breath
I can breath in deeper
Clap your hands, clap your hands
The grass doesn't get no greener


Blue eyes when the wind was done
You were carried on my shoulder
Praise the land, praise the land
And all of its placeholders

(Praise the land, praise the land, and all of its placeholders)

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(2004 - 2008)

Page France were an indie folk-pop music band. Their music tends to be emotional and their songs tend to have simple melodies. Page France is sometimes compared to Sufjan Stevens for their use of uncommon instruments such as the glockenspiel and banjo.

The band broke up in 2008. Frontman Michael Nau is now focusing his full attention on Cotton Jones.

The band has been characterized by some as Christian due to a number of references in song lyrics and titles. However, lyricist Nau counters: "The 'Christian band' inquiry wears me out, to be honest. As for the Christian symbols in my writing — sometimes I don’t even realize that they exist until someone points them out to me. There’s really no reason; it just rolled out that way."

The band is a frequent feature on a number of music blogs, notably You Ain't No Picasso. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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