Pilgrimage — текст песни (Suzanne Vega)





This line is burning

Turning to ash as it hits the air

Every step is a day in the week

Its a sunday or monday

A march over months of the year





This life is burning

Turning to ash as it hits the air

Every death is an end in the race

Its a stopping and starting

A march over millions of years





Travel. arrival

Years of an inch and a step

Toward a source

Im coming to you

Ill be there in time





This land is burning

Turning to ash as it hits the air

Every line is a place on a map

Its a city or valley

A mark on these miles of fields





Travel. arrival

Years of an inch and a step

Toward a source

Im coming to you

Ill be there in time





This line is burning

Turning to ash as it hits the air

Every step is a day in the week

Its a wednesday or thursday

A march over months of the year





Travel. arrival

Years of an inch and a step

Toward a source

Im coming to you

Ill be there in time





Im coming to you

Ill be there in time





Take this

Mute mouth

Broken tongue.

Now this

Dark life

Is shot through with light



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