Dry Land — текст песни (Buffalo Tom)

She comes to me
In her prewashed bright blue jeans
Bag sewn tightly
Pursed lips are kissing me
Back up to college
Just a few miles down the road
And we remember
Something we`ve never been told
Come up on dry land
I`ve had too much to drink
I`m tired and need some sleep
Come September
Cold mornings open up
Make incisions
And cut egos will erupt
What did you find
Hidden in your mind`s deep recess
When the going gets tough
You and I must take a rest
Come up on dry land
Your coming into your own
But hey that`s not my fault
Come up on to this dry land
Won`t you let me lend a hand
Come up on to this dry land
And when I surfaced
Mountains opened up like fish
Breathe through gills now
And I`m making one small wish
With heaven beside me
There is no one can do me harm
But the devil inside me
At least then I can stay warm
Come up on dry land
She understood her fate
You can`t take stands
Too late
Come up on to this dry land
Won`t you let me lend a hand
Come up on to this dry land