Patrick Wolf - Teignmouth (Lone Bachelor Demo 2003) | Текст песни

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• Patrick Wolf
• Teignmouth (Lone Bachelor Demo 2003)

On the night train
From the city to the south
I saw spirits
Crawl across the river mouth
In skewed ascension
With no destination
Like this lone bachelor in me
With constant yearning
For great love and learning
For the wind to carry me free


So when the birds fly south
Reach up and hold their tails
Pull up and out of here
Bridle the autumn gales
Gather your will to live
And this fire to roam
Listening to the winds
I will be calling you home


From that window
I saw black gulls lost at sea
They move like shadows
Those birds still haunt these dreams
With hope prevailing
I draw galleons sailing
With full sails billowing free


So when the birds fly south
Reach up and hold their tails
Pull up and out of here
Bridle the autumn gales
Gather your will to live
And this fire to roam
Listening to the wind
I will be calling you home


Calling you home
Calling you home