Blue Stone Songtext
von Songs: Ohia

Alone or in company
The city makes me nervous
You know I′d rather be
With little sorrel
Or your house
Or a little further

Where I'd be standin′
With my reassurer
Such an engine
Speaks such gear words


A cipher, a civilian's prayer
American on the Dorcet shore

Run for it
Runs for it
Runs for it

To rest the pathetic
Again tonight
Such poverty
Compels us to perfect our pride

Run for it
Run for it
Run for it