Текст Townes Van Zandt – High, Low And In Between
Текст:
I come from a long line
Of high and low and in between
Same as you
Hills of golden
Time’s thrown me through
And I believe I’ve come to learn
That turnin’ round
Is to become confusion
And the gold’s no good for spending
And the poison’s hungry waiting
What can you leave behind
When you’re flyin’ lightning fast
And all alone?
Only a trace, my friend,
Spirit of motion born
And direction grown.
And a trace it will not fade
In frozen skies
And your journey will be
And if a shadow don’t seem much company
Well who said it would be?
There is the highway
And the homemade lovin’ kind
And the highway’s mine
And us ramblers are getting the travelling down
You fathers build with stones
That stand and shine
Heaven’s where you find it
And you can’t
Aw but daddy, don’t you listen
It’s just this highway talkin’
All things are alive
Are brothers in the soil
And in the sky
And I believe it
With my blood
If not my eyes
I don’t know why we can’t
Be brothers here
I know we should be
Answers don’t seem easy
And I’m wonderin’
If they could be
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Townes Van Zandt – High, Low And In Between
