Текст Black Oak Arkansas – In Your Quiet Home

Never before
Have I felt pain
Not in my life
Till I came here

Takes all my time
And all my strength
To do one third of what I have

And need to do
And it must not seem so sad to you
In your quiet home
And you’re not tired
And you’re not sick
And you’re not hungry

But you will be lucky, yeah
And share in my dream
Because you really and deeply understand