Testo Next Season - Port O'Brien
Testo della canzone Next Season (Port O'Brien), tratta dall'album Threadbare
You will sleep through the snow
Wake to find everyone has left for home
And hop a plane, flew down south
Hope to find someone there to call your own
When you arrive, I'll stay off your mind
Until you can find the truth
The way that I talk, the pull of the dock
And all of it's brought me down
And I am lonesome, but not for you
Make your own bread and feed me too
The hills I long for are in bloom
And I am lonesome, but not for you, you, you
Use your friends for all they're worth
Cut them off or everyone would follow you
And now you're left in your room
Pray to God that everyone would follow you
Out on your own, shiver in the cold
No more money to be loaned
You can see it in my eyes, I took on lies
And waited for you to run
And I am lonesome, but not for you
Make your own bread and feed me too
The hills I long for are in bloom
And I am lonesome, but not for you, you, you, you
I'm not where I wanna be
I have given up on good
Now I'm on my way again
But I'll stay here for the night
Killing time until the next season
I am lonesome, but not for you
Make your own bread and feed me too
The hills I long for are in bloom
And I am lonesome, but not for you, you, you, you
Credits
Writer(s): Daisuke Kikuta, Kumiko Murakami (kuribayashi Minami)
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