Needle

(альбом: Birthmarks - 2013)

I belong to no one
Like the watermelon
Rolling with momentum
Spitting out its seeds

Buried under snow and
Waiting just to show us
How it grows and knows how
Yummy it will be

I belong to no one
A song without an album
Long forgotten maxim
Spoken to the sea

I belong with no one
I belong with no one
I belong with no one
You belong with me...

When I was a boy I
Wished that I was older
Wished that I was taller
Tall enough to see

See the things I see today
Now I wish they'd go away
How they led me far astray
Stray from what I need

Needle in the hay
Lost, but in my place
Peaceful in my ways
Hope I never have to sew again

Tumble, tumble down
As I scrape the ground
Make the mighty sound
Knowing I am, knowing I have found a way

A way
A way
A way to always belong
Long
Long
It won't be long until I am gone

I am used to no one
I'm the same as everyone
Spinning underneath the sun
Head between my knees

I belong to no one
I am a minimum
Rolling into bigger sums
Adamant to me

Needle in the hay
Lost, but in my place
Peaceful in my ways
Hope I never have to sew again

Tumble, tumble down
As I scrape the ground
Make the mighty sound
Knowing I am, knowing I have found a way

A way
A way
A way to always belong
Long
Long
It won't be long until I am gone

Way
Long
Way
Long