Текст песни Black Flies - Waldgeflüster

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are, that we are to know
Winter stole summer's thrill
And the river's cracked and cold
See, the sky' a no man's land
A darkened plume to stay
Hope here needs a humble hand
Not a fox found in your place

No man is an island
This I know
But can't you see, oh
Maybe you were the ocean
When I was just a stone

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are, that we are to know
Comfort came against my will
And every story must grow old
Still I'll be a traveller
A gypsy's reins to face
But the road is wearier
With that fool found in your place

No man is an island
This I know
But can't you see, oh
Maybe you were the ocean
When I was just a stone

No man is an island
This I know
But can't you see, oh
Maybe you were the ocean
When I was just a stone

So here we are

I don't wanna beg your pardon
I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by
I don't wanna beg your pardon
I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by
I don't wanna beg your pardon
I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by
I don't wanna beg your pardon
I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by