Текст Neil Finn – Widow’s Peak

I went up to Widow’s Peak
To run my dog (to run my dog)
Had to get him up to speed
Then catch my breath (catch my breath)

Hail son of ancient war like beast
Finding trails in the mud
You can smell the blood
Buried under my feet

I went up to Widow’s Peak

I went up to Widow’s Peak
Feeling dread (feeling dread)
Laid down my jangling nerves
On a mak shift bed (this unmade bed)
Then I got so tired and I wanted just to sleep
But I could not close my eyes
For fear of what I might see

Hail son of ancient war like beast
Follow trails in the mud
You can smell the blood
Buried under my feet

One for the ladies taking over
Two for the chaos man created

Boys go marching off to war
They’re making sure
This is where it ends

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Finding trails in the mud
You can smell the blood

I went up to Widow’s Peak
(I went up to Widow’s Peak)
(Boys go marching off to war)
(To run my dog)