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Michael Waite - The Song of the River Thrush текст песни

Исполнитель: Michael Waite

альбом: We've Always Been at Home


I've seen the fertile valleys
Avocados on the trees
I've danced with happy strangers
All aboard the salty seas
But if I won the Powerball
I'd just give it all away
For the song of the river thrush
At the end of a summer day
I picture your sweet body
On the day that you were born
When I met you in the city
Your heavy coat was worn
You sang a song so sweet and true
Of long ago and far away
Like the song of a river thrush
At the end of a summer day
Somebody put a bomb inside my bedroom
A fallout shelter in the hall
There's a long list in my pocket
There's termites in the wall
There's an angry mob outside
But just above the fray
Is that song of the river thrush
At the end of a summer day
And when my life is over
And I'm standing on the shore
I won't have my dear eyeballs
To see your body anymore
But I'll hear your spirit singing
If it's a zillion miles away
Like the song of the river thrush
At the end of a summer day

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