LYRICS
作词 : Nicola Mollin
作曲 : Sport
Short pants, tight shoes, “not coming home tonight”
Wheatfields horizon, weak legs to walk the land
To crushing mountains, great peaks I’ll learn to love
And you dear sister, you feeling the same way ?
Lonesome misgivings of growing old alone
Life long grieving, life long reconstruction
Same face, same talks, and our restrained bond
We shared a full house, full of people, full of pain
A fork crossroad : is it the only place to be ?
Once I found a full house down in Michigan
It gave me something, I had never had before :
The quiet of some people I could trust
Same face, same talks, same will to runaway
We’ve been shattered by affective insecurity
Can’t say I love you, you can’t either, can you ?
Thirty something, you made me the best gift you could do