Текст песни: Small Believer + перевод

Red-tail hawk on a split-rail fence

The gathering dark of the night begins

Cicada choir on the rising wind

A lonesome beauty over everything

And winding highway let me make it home

I’m broken down, i’m skin and bone

And all this dreaming i’ve been living on

The silver water and the red-tail hawk

Graceful waitress on a wooden floor

An amber glass upon an empty bar

A drunkard swaying when the music starts

The neon praying of the steel guitar

And small believer i’m alive i guess

The whiskey mixing with a dream i had

The music lifting me above the bed

The silver trumpet and the clarinet

And all i know is what i see

A tattered hope, a small belief

Kaleidoscope of half-lived dreams

A photograph of something sweet

And winding highway let me hold the sound

Of coming home, of turning down

The unpaved roads of this old town

The clover fields and rows of corn

And small believer i’m alive i guess

The whiskey mixing with a dream i had

The music lifting me above the bed

The silver trumpet and the clarinet

Yeah small believer i’m alive i guess

The red-tail hawk and the split-rail fence

The neighbor girl in her yellow dress

Oh the silhouette that her shadow casts

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