Текст песни Green (Flying Over Ireland) - Jordan Reyne

I have run from an Island nation
Where the sea swallowed up the sun
She was torn into halves from beneath and above
But the wind and the rain were her own

I lost all my songs in her oceans
Told all my friends I was strong
Their smiles are a butterflies wings
And the storms in the amazon

I thought that your history would move me
But the nothing is bigger than war
It feels like the empty illusion
I followed a broken man for

Its more than our histories of murder
That make us know we are alone.
The wind is as endless as Europe
The tears in our hands are our own