The Meadow
You were born in a river that was made to take you under
The rocks made jagged just to cut you up
And I can see all the blood you swallow
While you're sining into bottles
Hoping heaven, hoping heaven will forgive him
If I climb into the meadow
And just laid among the weeds
Maybe I could call him over and
He would talk to me
I'm exhausted
In my body but I'm held up
By the scene
I'm passing fields and forests
And the air it smells so clean
I know I must go far away
Straight through the city and then
Till it's time to go out far
Into the forest again
If I climb into the meadow
And just laid among the weeds
Maybe I could call him over and
He would talk to me
If I climb into the meadow
And just laid among the weeds
Maybe I could call him over and
He would talk to me
If I climb into the meadow
And just laid among the weeds
Maybe I could call him over and
He would talk to me
O prado
Você nasceu em um rio que foi feito para levá-lo sob
As rochas são irregulares apenas para cortá-lo
E eu posso ver todo o sangue que você engole
Enquanto você está pecando em garrafas
Esperando que o céu, esperando que o céu o perdoe
Se eu subir no prado
E apenas colocado entre as ervas daninhas
Talvez eu pudesse chamá-lo e
Ele falaria comigo
estou exausto
No meu corpo, mas estou retido
Pela cena
Estou passando por campos e florestas
E o ar cheira tão limpo
Eu sei que devo ir para longe
Direto pela cidade e então
Até que seja hora de ir longe
Para a floresta novamente
Se eu subir no prado
E apenas colocado entre as ervas daninhas
Talvez eu pudesse chamá-lo e
Ele falaria comigo
Se eu subir no prado
E apenas colocado entre as ervas daninhas
Talvez eu pudesse chamá-lo e
Ele falaria comigo
Se eu subir no prado
E apenas colocado entre as ervas daninhas
Talvez eu pudesse chamá-lo e
Ele falaria comigo