You keep it cold, try not to get old
In the empty rooms you stay
Feed on the leaf mold that you're taking home
Of of walnut flats we rest
Caught in the windbeat, no way, no way home
Caught in the windbeat, no way, no way home
You walk around, both feet on the ground
Treating love like a threatened swamp (?)
You feel the light down of the Ireland sounds
Disappear, we're off and on
Caught in the windbeat, no way, no way home
Caught in the windbeat, no way, no way home

INVIA LE CORREZIONI