Текст песни: Frome Gravesend + перевод

In a town so small it barely had a name

The Fates weighed quiet anchor on the shore.

While ancient trees stood darkly in our way:

the tide went out.

Even History is surprised that she should be here

And her footprints look like questions in the sand.

She looks at Death and wonders what he’ll give her

and the tide goes out.

And Duty takes my hand and wears me grey

while clouds make weightless exit over sea.

With all the letters never sent, yours never came

And the tide goes out.

The tide goes out again.

Here, the smell of winter

Isn’t one I used to know.

And all these trees retain their colour

Though the endless rain

Should wash them through.

Перевод песни Frome Gravesend