Из альбома: The River & The Thread
Hold the wine and think it over
In this nest of noise
Then cut them off like criminals
They were crazy boys
I'll be your witness in the morning and the dark
Running through these flooded fields
With the madness of your heart
It's just your southern heart
So pour the wine and talk it over
Everyone must fight
Let the river wash you over
And fill your southern heart
It's just your southern heart...