Текст песни: Kasey Chambers - Too Long In The Wasteland
Hear the trucks on the highway, And the tickin` of the clocks
There`s a ghost of a moon in the afternoon, Bullet holes in the mailbox
Bullet holes in the mailbox, Keyholes in my mind
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I`ve fallin` behind
She said won`t you come see me, When the sun goes down
It`ll be just like the old days, When I used to let you hang around
Well I don`t know, I might not speak the language any more
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I`ve closed some doors
People in the village, Watch the children play
At the sight of a stranger, They call the kids away
Just leave that man alone, I hear the mothers say
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
What`s made him that way
I hadn`t intended, To bend the rules
Whiskey don`t make liars, It just makes fools
So I didn`t mean to say it, But I meant what I said
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
Must have gone to my head
Jet trails in the sunset, a long way away
cuttin` cross the horizon, At the edge of the day
And it calls out to me, Come fly away, I`ve been
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I believe I`ll have to stay
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I`ll have to stay
There`s a ghost of a moon in the afternoon
Bullet holes in the mailbox
Bullet holes in the mailbox
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Hear the trucks on the highway, And the tickin` of the clocks
There`s a ghost of a moon in the afternoon, Bullet holes in the mailbox
Bullet holes in the mailbox, Keyholes in my mind
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I`ve fallin` behind
She said won`t you come see me, When the sun goes down
It`ll be just like the old days, When I used to let you hang around
Well I don`t know, I might not speak the language any more
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I`ve closed some doors
People in the village, Watch the children play
At the sight of a stranger, They call the kids away
Just leave that man alone, I hear the mothers say
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
What`s made him that way
I hadn`t intended, To bend the rules
Whiskey don`t make liars, It just makes fools
So I didn`t mean to say it, But I meant what I said
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
Must have gone to my head
Jet trails in the sunset, a long way away
cuttin` cross the horizon, At the edge of the day
And it calls out to me, Come fly away, I`ve been
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I believe I`ll have to stay
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I`ll have to stay
There`s a ghost of a moon in the afternoon
Bullet holes in the mailbox
Bullet holes in the mailbox
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