I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from here to where you’d be
It’s only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I’d find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I’ve found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science
Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me
I’m miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
After I have travelled so far
We’d set the fire to the third bar
We’d share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can’t keep in
I’m miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
Every now and again you hear a song that sums up your mood precisely.
Going off for a listen to see where you are coming from.
great band
Oh this one, saw it on Jools, really excellent, very moving.
I saw it on Jools as well, it’s what prompted me to buy the album.
Also, hello new person
It’s not j r ewing by any chance ?
Yes, it also prompted my Father to buy it aswell, so I stole it from his collection the other night and took it off to bed.
Could be, but wasn’t he shot?
Can’t remember, was more of a Colby’s fan! Oh dear.
Who sang the female lyrics
Martha Wainright