Текст песни Bonefields

All and all I guess that there's so many things

That we don't say and it's

What makes us sad I think sometimes

That makes us close but I don't mind, I don't mind

In the alleys and the bonefields of Arkansas

Past the piles of tyres and the

Smell of hot tar you threw your papers

In the rain under your hat you had a world, a world

There ain't no father

There ain't no mother

There ain't no sister

Ain't got no brother

Running to no one

Running for cover

In the valleys and the twilight of Illinois

Under the new moon I write in my book

And I walk the streets where no one lives not even you but

You don't mind, you don't mind

And all and all I guess that there's so many things
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That we don't say

Today you think that I don't even like you

But don't you know you are my world, my world

There ain't no father

There ain't no mother

I don't see my sister

Ain't got no brothers

Running to no one

Left to each other

There ain't no father

There ain't no mother

I don't see my sister

Ain't got no brothers

Running to Jesus

Running to lovers

Running to strangers

Running for cover

Running to no one

Left to each other