Из альбома: Open Season
Everything you said was true
Everything you did was you
Everything I started with her
Ended on an oily stage where
I wrote elegiac stanzas for you
I hope and pray that they come true
He found God
In a parking lot, and you did not
I, I headed for the coastalry
Regions of mind
To see what I'd find
But I do understand why they're looking at you
As if you ever really cared
All across the Eastern Board
Languages were being lost
You look so elegantly bored now
Totally at ease with it all, yeah
Whilst you were drunk oh you let it all slip
I hope and pray that it's okay
He found God
In a Wiltshire field, whilst you did not
I, I headed for the coastalry
Regions of mind
To see what I'd find
But I do understand why they're looking at you
As if you ever really cared
He found God
In a Wiltshire field, and you did not
I, I headed for the coastalry
Regions of mind
To see what I'd find