Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dark Horse, artist - Bowerbirds. Album song Hymns For A Dark Horse, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 16.06.2008
Record label: Dead Oceans
Song language: English
Dark Horse |
On the shore of the lake |
In the great upstate of New York |
Came the call of a loon |
Cold, cold, o’er a plume of smoke |
He spoke to my center |
He spoke of the future |
He sang, «You, my friend, are alone, alone.» |
We live with the cockroach |
And we split our cords of oak |
And keep this wood stove burning |
While the bitter winds are blowing |
We stow our words in the cellar |
So we never lose hope |
And keep this wood fire stoked |
While the bitter winds blow |
Alone on the land |
In the love of the dirt again |
There’s a sharp, jagged winter |
At the center of my home |
Of my blood and bones |
That sleets and snows and makes me shiver |
But you, my heart, I will never know |
We live with the cockroach |
And we split our cords of oak |
And keep this wood stove burning |
While the bitter winds are blowing |
We stow our words in the cellar |
So we never lose hope |
And keep this wood fire stoked |
While the bitter winds blow |