The Fall Of Troy — текст песни (Tom Waits)


It`s the same with men as with horses and dogs
Nothing wants to die
Evelyn? James they killed in a game
with guns too big for their hands
just off St. Charles in No-Mans Land
and you`ll have to find your own way home.
Boys, you`ll have to find your own way home.

The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year-old boy
Shot dead in March in a robbery
his brother started out to hell and to ruin
Troy`s killer was never caught they say.
Young nick he just went bad that day
Now he`ll have to find his own way home.
Boys, he`ll have to find his own way home.

Why cook dinner?
Why make my bed?
Why come home at all?
Out the door and through the woods
There is a world where nothing grows
It`s hard to say grace and to sit in the place
Of someone missing at the table
Mom`s hair sprayed tight
And her face in her hands
Watching TV for answers to me
After all she`s only human
And she`s trying to find her own way home.
Boys, she`s trying to find her own way home.

My legs ache
My heart is sore
The well is full of pennies.



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