Текст песни Off Grid - Anne Clark
Just
me,
and
this
boy
of
mine
Underneath
a
sheltering
sky,
by
a
railway
line
Waiting
for
the
wood
to
catch,
The
damp
twigs
The
last
match
Evening,
passing
time
Waiting
for
the
moment
Waiting
for
a
sign
Boy's
up
close,
pressed
against
my
side
Daze
of
rippling
water,
glimmering
with
light
Stars
up
in
the
stillness,
To
the
quiet,
to
the
night
Howl
of
the
wind,
cry
of
the
train
Inky
black
ball
Writes
the
story
again
Just
me,
and
this
boy
of
mine
Just
me,
and
this
boy
of
mine
Just
me,
and
this
boy
of
mine
1 Nothing Going on
2 The Hardest Heart
3 Waiting
4 Psalm
5 Know
6 As Soon as I Get Home
7 Off Grid
8 Boy Racing
9 Prayer Before Birth
10 Full Moon
11 If
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