Don't I hold you like you want to be held And don't I treat you like you want And don't I love you like you want to be loved And you're running away
I went for a walk on a stalk, on a stalk of wheat And it felt like a trillion feet I was looking for a friend at the end, at the end of the line And it
sonar (goodbye) to confidence star peppered wheat germ dark colonies erratic constellations compile your filthiness in a balled up corner star peppered wheat
Cause if you are then there's no way that you're gonna last" Wheat kings and pretty things Let's just see what tomorrow brings Wheat kings and pretty
Got a wall inside you somehow You keep it covered up When the phone rings Got a wall inside you now But you keep it covered up And build a wall inside
no one likes it slow and we take our time and everyone was rocking but the band played on and everyone steers clear you wear your low stuff low and no
your love is a parking lot with potholes and faded lines and the kids don't hang because the cops just chase them out your love is a tow away zone no
And I have dozens of promises Fragrant spots in the monitor So now I can keep my composure most times And I'm not not falling apart At the priceless
Leave but come home soon And can you get me something? And I don't usually break many promises I make It's just sometimes I could use a little shove
who's the one who love's you like i do forgiving after all you've put them through i'm the one who looks the other way and one and one and one is yesterday
came Can only wonder if it's near or in the skies When this damn city sounds the same And sometimes I'm just a tangle in this trampled wheat Circle like
The Tallest Man on Earth - "Tangle In This Trampled Wheat" Been so many days of longing now Why should it ever be this far Where I get frightened I could
There is a field, A field of wheat, We better sway Swaying gently in the sun. An? oooh, the sun is golden, Golden like your smile. Smile that is laughing
(Instrumental)
Překlad: Isobel Campbell. Více než pšenice a ječmen.
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