[ Предположительная тональность: A ] O New England by The Decemberists A D We'd come seven hours down A D Took the blue line to see where we hopped out A D And I was only joking, and I was only joking A D And I was only trying to get a laugh A D You say this was the furthest that we had come A D Travel so far to watch it fall, undone A And I had lost my token D You were looking bent and broken A D Staring sideways with the rain coming down F#m E But I am so enthralled A O New England D La da dum da A O New England D La da dum dum This here is the fable of a failed attempt (Fable, failed attempt now) Find new life in a love in the seat of its origin (Failed attempt, now) From Long to Coney Island From mid to west to upper Highland And all I got is a silk full colored souvenier The new millennium in New York And all of New England La da dum dum O New England O New England In the face of your empire I think I'd rather just wait in the car And return to the turnpike Watching the New England skyline sinking below Sinking below We'd come seven hours down (We'd come seven hours down) We'd come seven hours down (We'd come seven hours down)