International Loss Adjusting Songtext
von Minta & The Brook Trout

From under a cloud of dust
I swear I felt my soul reach out
New-agey as it may sound
I heard it whisper in a gravelly voice

You can′t cut a slice of honey
I'd found out the hardest way before
Still I′m here for more

It didn't have to be the summer
All those summer evenings gone to waste
But it was the case


From under a cloud of dust
I swear I felt my soul reach out
New-agey as it may sound
I heard it whisper in a gravelly voice
Enough

International loss adjusting
International just in time for the end
That's how I′ve been

I′m not great at being angry
Waiting for the other shoe to drop
I'd rather not

From under a cloud of dust
I swear I felt my soul reach out
New-agey as it may sound
I heard it whisper in a gravelly voice

From under a cloud of dust
I swear I felt my soul reach out
New-agey as it may sound
I heard it whisper in a gravelly voice