The Shaking Of Leaves

(альбом: Intersections - 2013)

Late this afternoon I heard your voice
It was the first time in what felt like years
It was a whisper in my ear and then the wind in the trees
It was the shaking of leaves that shook the streets while shaking me

(Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

Late this afternoon I heard your voice
I got hit for the first time in what felt like years
It struck me down, a harmless jab
But you, well you rang loud and clear
You tore down the walls
And just as quickly you were gone

(Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa)

The New Haven exposé
Must've heard me call this off
It must've heard my brief applause
Must've heard my disbelief

The New Haven exposé
Confirmed they caught a killer
Well I caught a chill
When the newsprint said the gunman was nineteen

Late this afternoon I heard your voice
It was the first time in what felt like years