paroles de chanson Earthwire - Grace Petrie

The dying fires of August start to sober
The dizziness of summer starts to slow
Shuffling towards us is October
Time for me to pack my bags and go

To offer up this pock-marked heart for viewing
To pick it over 'til I am bereft
And all of this I know is my undoing
One day I know there'll be nothing left

We do our best, you and me
And I leave behind the nest we made so reticently
For all tomorrow brings for all our magpie wings
Being yours is the best I can be

And I'm bound for city and sea
And I'm bound for town
Be my anchor, be my rudder
Darling, earth me to the ground
And I'll be home before the leaves fall down
I'll be home before the leaves fall down

Restless wandering used to be my longing
Never still but always passing through
Nowhere in this world is my belonging
Other than the place that I'll find you

And even though I struggle for the meaning
Of a world that I don't understand
And even though some days I feel like screaming
I can bear it when I feel you take my hand

We do our best, you and me
All the rest will sort itself eventually
For all the rising tides, for all my jagged sides
Being yours is the best that I can be

And I'm bound for city and sea
I am bound for town
Be my anchor, be my rudder
Darling, earth me to the ground
And I'll be home before the leaves fall down
And I'll be home before the leaves fall down

And I'm bound for city and sea
I am bound for town
Be my anchor, be my rudder
Darling, earth me to the ground
And I'll be home before the leaves fall down
And I'll be home before the leaves fall down
And I'll be home before the leaves fall down
I'll be home before the leaves fall