Highland Grace

(альбом: Heart Like A Levee - 2016)

And then there came a stranger 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."

And lo, this little angel was standing in the rain
Oh, just what I needed

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

Good morning, Matokie
Tell me about those great expectations

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

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

My eyes pinned like diamonds, head of smoke for days
I loved you
Little liar

Ain't that just like a Saturday child?
Bound for Avalon with the birds 'round her head
She loves with the love of a gentle child
Hey, fool of the rule
Not everything's for sale

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

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

And if you can't count it
And you can't help but doubt it

But loving her way easy
The easiest thing in the world