Lyrics Local Crest - Tarul

At the close
They're above my head
I made it to
My local crest

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh

At the close
I did my best
I waded through
For my mother's quest

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh

Rivers rolled beside my feet
But waterfalls just up ahead, ahead
Spent some figures with my weeks
But forty years reduced to bread, bread?

At the close
They're above my head
After swimming through
The trench's depths

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh