Early Spring Letra

Tracks will be gone but the bones revealed

They won't find my dagger or my prints
And they won't find me in this town again
And I'll head for the north I still have friends there
And I'll leave it all behind

The early spring in the dark sleeping copse
I'll load my rucksack up with rocks
And I'll walk across the frozen lake
Jury of winter decide my fate

Spring come snowmelt, spring come snowmelt, spring come snowmelt...


Horses roam and at some point they stop,
Twisted tales like a phone cord dropped
And I miss you more than I tell you
But when I tell you that I miss you then the phone runs cold.