Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Low Countries , by - City Of Ships. Song from the album Minor World, in the genre Пост-хардкорRelease date: 18.07.2011
Record label: Translation Loss
Song language: English
Low Countries |
| If this looks like average turnpike trash |
| I might as well be dead |
| What was going through your head? |
| On that golden afternoon |
| Tainted only by leaking petrol fumes |
| Got so high it filled our lungs |
| Eventually managed to collapse one |
| A starry night I’ll always remember |
| Drinking deep the irony |
| Of devout men crafting the devil’s elixir |
| Another golden afternoon |
| Watched the clouds go by |
| From our north sea view |
| Breathed the salt air |
| Repaired our lungs |
| Showed around by the enemies of the sun |
| A starry night I can’t quite remember |
| Looks like average turnpike trash |
| I couldn’t disagree more |
| Never met anyone in Newark |
| Who speaks in five tongues |
| No relics of the ancient world |
| To be found off exit one |
| For all the miles you’ve traveled |
| For all the warmth you’ve shared |
| This simple thanks we offer |
| I wish we had more to give |