Distant Screen Songtext
von Emma Tricca

I saw you walking in the distant screen of London town
Heard sirens shouting out, danced into a distant gripe
So much stillness in the air
Snow falling on a summer day

Lay your head down with me and we′ll
Wash your troubles clean
Lay your head down with me
And we'll talk about tomorrow


All my days, they seem so long now, almost done the repair
I′ll fix this grave with what I drew in my younger days
And that stillness in the air
Will come crashing down again

Lay your head down with me and we'll
Wash your troubles clean
Lay your head down with me
And we'll talk about tomorrow

Like summer, I will go to my winter in
A heavy coat, I will wear to keep me from rain and wind
And that stillness in the air
Will come and grace me again


Lay your head down with me and we′ll
Wash your troubles clean
Lay your head down with me
And we′ll talk about tomorrow