Из альбома: We Slept At Last
Oh let me in, the air out here is think and I've grown thin
Been choking on the wind, retching through my skin
Coughing up love that tastes like spring, green and starved of oxygen
I could be the light
Blaze my own damn trail and you'll follow
To a cruel, hard heartland
I'm a cruel, hard heartland
Grey charcoal blue stretched across the sky
This lonely moon leaves footprints in my shoes
Wonders through my bed, strokes my paper face and calms my head
Speaking silent words with hands instead
She could be the light
Help me base a trail and they'll follow
To a cruel, hard heartland
I'm a cruel, hard heartland
I'm a cruel, hard heartland
To the east I raise my cup
Rise at dawn and make me [?]
Beat life again [?]
I chanced into the lake to hide my tears, conceal my salty fears
Heaving on the grass, gasping at the air, the sky went dark
The fire broke upon, we slept at last
When the embers die
They'll not take your hand and lead you there
To a cruel, hard heartland
I'm a cruel, hard heartland