Текст Levellers – Traveller

I thought I heard a sound, of the speech on the wind
The smoulder of the smoke, hanging just above
And the darkest of thoughts, have the time to gather round
As gentle was the word, and the speech on the sound

There’s a place that’s travelled far, always with you in your thoughts
And we’re safe underground, waiting for the world with your song

And the colour of her hair, as it glides across her face
All thoughts of despair, never seemed so out of place
And it seems familiar, as the world it grows
Yeah, thinking of her, where you ought’a go

There’s a place that’s travelled far, always with you in your thoughts
And we’re safe underground, waiting for the world with your song

Stranded fish out of water
Struggling with all that they taught you

Siren of the state, after beaching down
Notice every word, have to touch the ground
You lift up your face, to every possibility
‘Cause there has to be grace, as we journey that way

There’s a place that’s travelled far, always with you in your thoughts
And we’re safe underground, waiting for the world with your song