Songtexte Isabel's Daughter - The Jayhawks
                                                Isabel′s 
                                                daughter, 
                                                she'll 
                                                turn 
                                                around, 
                                                ′round, 
                                                'round
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walking 
                                                on 
                                                water, 
                                                don't 
                                                let 
                                                her 
                                                drown, 
                                                drown, 
                                                drown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don′t 
                                                let 
                                                her 
                                                drown, 
                                                drown, 
                                                drown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Staring 
                                                at 
                                                distorted 
                                                images
 
                                    
                                
                                                Passing 
                                                slowly 
                                                stretching 
                                                limitless
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blinking 
                                                dull 
                                                and 
                                                unremarkable
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                of 
                                                her 
                                                second-hand 
                                                car
 
                                    
                                
                                                Isabel′s 
                                                daughter, 
                                                her 
                                                turn 
                                                to 
                                                dream, 
                                                dream, 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Frozen 
                                                she 
                                                falters, 
                                                what 
                                                does 
                                                she 
                                                believe, 
                                                'lieve, 
                                                ′lieve
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                does 
                                                she 
                                                believe, 
                                                'lieve, 
                                                ′lieve
 
                                    
                                
                                                Early 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                broken 
                                                wide 
                                                it 
                                                seems
 
                                    
                                
                                                Held 
                                                toward 
                                                    a 
                                                common 
                                                reasoning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Full 
                                                of 
                                                open-ended 
                                                mysteries
 
                                    
                                
                                                Built 
                                                on 
                                                stark 
                                                and 
                                                shaky 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                sees 
                                                the 
                                                mountain 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                low 
                                                plateau
 
                                    
                                
                                                Craves 
                                                experience 
                                                but 
                                                we 
                                                won't 
                                                let 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                climb 
                                                the 
                                                fences 
                                                built 
                                                of 
                                                greying 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                lift 
                                                the 
                                                barrier 
                                                and 
                                                we 
                                                watch 
                                                them 
                                                run
 
                                    
                                
                                                Isabel′s 
                                                daughter, 
                                                she'll 
                                                turn 
                                                around, 
                                                'round, 
                                                ′round
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                quiet 
                                                without 
                                                her, 
                                                never 
                                                    a 
                                                sound, 
                                                sound, 
                                                sound
 
                                    
                                
                                                She'll 
                                                turn 
                                                around, 
                                                ′round, 
                                                'round
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                    a 
                                                sound, 
                                                sound, 
                                                sound
 
                                    
                                
                                                She′ll 
                                                turn 
                                                around, 
                                                'round, 
                                                ′round
 
                                    
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