Counting Crows - Margery Dreams of Horses - Текст песни

In the still water she lies down 
Shaking in the press of sunlight 
We rolled into Lexington 
She shakes off the drop of daylight 
Water beading up her chest 
Bleeding down between her knees 
Rivers in Kentucky flow 
Between the bluegrass wavy seas 
But oh, Margery 
Twists the knife once more inside of me 

Breathless with anticipation 
Baited breathers set their hooks 
Tuck their heads beneath the high grass 
And lie and wait beside the brooks 

For instance? pushing slowly through 
Frustration leading back along 
The alleys of a childhood 
Will not release us willingly 

But oh, Margery
Sticks the knife in while I coundn't the sea 

Dust me off and shut me down 
And dream of where I haven't been 
Close the door inside my heart 
Stuck in the south Atlantic wind 

I have hollow eyes 
Haunting only to myself 
Even so, I can't stop calling 
This great big hollows in my self 

I took the train form California 
To the far side of the continent 
Woke up in Kentucky 
Where a wedding was about to end 

I looked up at Anna 
She turned back to look at me 
It's best to kill the ones that matter 
Render blind the ones who see 

But oh, Margery 
Takes the blade and walks away from me 
Oh, Margery 
Love like blood is pouring out of me 
Oh, Margery 
My heart won't stop bleeding over me baby 
Oh, I can't shut it in 
It's got far too many doors to block the wind 
Oh, I can't shut it in 
It's got far too many doors to block the wind