Thistle Songtext
von The Pictish Trail

Growing out of season
Snaggin′ on your heels on the hillside
Still, you've made it more than half way around
But the other way is another way out

This′ll make you think again
This'll change everything
This'll never last
This′ll never stay the same


This′ll keep on growing and growing and growing and growing
And growing

You'll like it here on the other way out
Paying all your fines by the half thistle mark
Our words
We′ll find
our way out

Don't cut me in July
Don′t cut me in July