Kristin McClement – Drink Waltz

(Από το άλμπουμ: The Wild Grips)

Lyrics

There on the hills you’ll hear
A sound that is never fair
On any ear

A voice without clarity
A song without a melody
Is in the air

It whips the slopes according to
A map that forms the whole year through
It knows not me and knows not you
We go not where the ground is steep

Drink, drink, won’t you drink with me
In the house we filled so lovingly
Waltz, waltz, waltz, won’t you waltz with me
In the clothes that hold us so tenderly

I stitched a curtain to hide the swell
Of clouds with anchors dropping out
And dropping down
You stood etched against
The cloth, the stitch, my needle my thread
Is loosening

And the map turns back on itself
Draws a line that ties us both
And arm in arm I see us go
Oh my, oh I
Am overwhelmed, I am overwhelmed
By the imagery, by the imagery

Drink, drink, won’t you drink with me
In the house we filled so lovingly
Waltz, waltz, waltz, won’t you waltz with me
In the clothes that hold us so tenderly

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