Текст песни John Hiatt - Listening to Old Voices
John Hiatt - Listening to Old Voices слова песни
They have come to haunt the childrenThey have come to walk the windI can hear them as they rustle through the treesLooking for the love that killed themSo that they might live againIts a simple prayer that brings me to my kneesWith drums and bells and rattlesThey have caught us in our timeTo watch the eagle rise up from the fireNow is it true we are possessedBy all the ones we leave behindOr is it by their lives we are inspiredChorus:Its a new light, new dayListening for new meaning learning how to sayIts a new place but youve always been hereYoure just listening to old voices with a new earIts the livin and the dyinWell it scares the young ones soThey can hardly catch their breath before too longThey see the tears were cryingAnd they watch the river flowAnd they follow on the banks until its goneI surrender to the mountainsI surrender to the seaI surrender to the one who calls my nameI surrender to my lover and to my enemyI surrender to the face that holds no shameChorusTheres a spider at my windowAnd she spins a web of truthMore beautiful than all those memoriesAnd she surely is gods artistAs shes caught the morning dewIts a simple prayer that brings me to my kneesChorus twice