Far Away Songtext
von Martha Wainwright

Far away, in some lovely way I hear your call
Whatever happened to them all?
Whatever happened to us all?

I know that we′ve never met before
But that was then and now I need you more

Is someone here keeping the score?
Is there only dying at your door?

Taking me down off this cross
Lay me down, down, down in the dust


Whoa, love, take my hand across the crowd
I have been digging underground
Whatever remains is yet to be found

I have no children, I have no husband
I have no reason to be alive, give me one

Green grass blades are all on fire
I own the crack that's in the wind

From your window I see bars and the birds
They sing and they sing and they sing

And the dogs, they bark and they bark
And they bark and they bark

Whatever happened to them all?
Whatever happened to us all?


Annie had two young baby boys
And Jimi went crazy, crazy, crazy late last fall