paroles de chanson I Come With Mud - Men I Trust

I come with mud
From yellow bogs
Pulling on calves

Oh, I come with love
East shores afar
Fumbling on par

The sound of long gone brains
To keep me awayke
I stepped off the shoe blade
To reach your wispy glade

The breath of earth calls to me
Whispers soothe tenderly
Touched with interest, I see
Nature's grace, bound to be