Текст песни Long Time Coming - Trixie Whitley

This time from april to may
A blade of fire pressing us down
And as each wave lays in our wake
Our home is still adrift
Marking each departure
Clear water
It′s been a long time coming
My dear, listen to all these years
I hear our roots gripping up
Our fine branches
Catching each fall
Only for them to break again
Clear water
It's been a long time coming
I appreciate the rain
More than ever these days
We would have never met again
Had these things not changed
He showed up as my muse
Feeding familiar longings
Whenever we can, wherever we can
Clear water
It′s been a long time coming
A long time coming