Текст песни Highland Grace - Live - Hiss Golden Messenger

Yes, then there came a stranger
We'll call her Highland Grace
A rearranger

I'd been searching in the mirror
But seeing my own face didn't make it any clearer
I'd rage against the hard times
While others smiled to say, "Hey, take it easy"
Yes and lo, this little angel, was standing in the rain
Oh, just what I needed

Yes and, ain't that just like a Saturday child?
Bound for Avalon with the birds 'round her head
She loves with the love of a just like child
I was a fool of the rule all before I met her

Yes, Good morning, Matokie
Well tell me 'bout those great expectations

When I set the river on fire
You laughed in my face
When things got dire

Yes, and sleep went to slaughter
And I saw you drift away, farther and farther

Yeah, my eyes pinned like diamonds, head of smoke for days
I loved you, little liar

Yes, and ain't that just like a Saturday child?
Bound for Avalon with the birds 'round her head
She loves the love, just like of a gentle child
Was a fool for the rule

And if you can't buy it
And you stand and deny it

And if you can't see it
You refuse to believe it

And if you can't account it
You can't help but doubt it

But loving her was easy
The easiest thing in the world