Из альбома: Misplaced Pets
The pale man you're watching
Is calling down from the hill above this town
What did you think of these arms when they first held you
I know that they were welcome
This time the bedroom is a station for prayer
And over the weeks now
Another collision of our lost hearts
How are you making these years so beautiful
Who wants to see the US coast
From the inside of a pub
I do
We're coursing and learning
I'm watching your back as the weather catches hold
My world is having none of this
No offering help to keep us together
Not a patch on this dirty weather
Because I love the things I kept from you
And I'll keep the things you left me
Who wants to see the US coast
From the inside of a pub
I do