Текст песни WAILIN' JENNYS, THE - Row Him Home
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Текст песни WAILIN' JENNYS, THE - Row Him Home
(Nicky Mehta)Across that river through the orange squares of lightPast the streetlamp like a beacon in the rainYou've stopped in all this motionYou're heavy with news too suddenYou're breathing through this undertow of pain( )And all your friends will gather soonAnd you'll surface then to bring them throughYou'll say "it's better this way" and "at least we knew"But this practice in leavingAll these small moves to grievingDoes it ever really promise what's deserved?You want to take him in your armsAnd carry to the riverFind the boy he once was and row him homeYou want a majesty restoredFind the place where love was born and let him goMany Sundays passed since the day of his first leavingYou stopped asking for the rule to be reversedAnd with the grace that follows those who know what love isYou held his hand and walked towards this strange rebirthAnd as the friends gather round to bear witnessYou struggle with the fight to find some peace, to make it worth itYou want to take him in your armsAnd carry to the riverFind the boy he once was and row him homeYou want a majesty restoredFind the place where love was born and let him go