Thrown Right At Me

(альбом: Sometimes The Blues Is Just A Passing Bird - 2010)

Jump 'long the creekside
The rock's crooked line
Fun girls, you'll hear it
The days open wide

And horses trot faster 'til sparrows fall down
But you just fall, laughing, to the snow on the ground
You grew up by playing the valley so wild
And that's why
You're so beautiful now

And, dancing your bike to the lonesome, young mare
You call up her owner; say your heart will be there
You'll build a collection of scars on your knees
To learn how to count the impossible trees
You grew up by climbing the birches so high
And that's why
You're so beautiful now

And we live so close that we probably seen
The same bird, the same time
They solumnly scream
One day, I'll find just that friend who can see
All this weird beauty
Thrown right at me

Growing by playing the valley so wild
And that's why
You're so beautiful now