Текст Bernard Fanning – No Name Lane

I woke up in a no name lane
In a valley of green
Silver tear drop rolling from my cheek
I never had a reason to feel so relieved

Standing on a hill top
Waiting for a break in the cloud
Waiting for my love to turn around
Well I take a little break
From the static of the crowd

Tall-shit speech and spin
Clouds come rolling in a line
On the heaving horizon
It’s never gonna be a better time

Say, I’ll be out of my head
When the ship comes in
Lord, yeah, she’s coming in

Tender resignation from the human race
Left without a shadow of a doubt
Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace

Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
Let the money go cold, let the money go cold
Only ashes of a story begging to be told

Well I woke up in a no name lane
In a valley of green
Baby boy there bouncing on my knee
I never had a reason to feel so relieved

Standing on a hill top
Waiting for a break in the cloud

Show my enemies a warm embrace
Crush them with kindness and grace
Crush them with kindness and grace

I’ll be out of my head
When the ship comes in