backwards Songtext
von Sean Keel

I sure do miss the sparrows
sure do miss the sand
its awful small
Sometimes in here
(Its awful small this time of year)
small inside this man
sure would like more ribbon
sure would like more wine
And if I could I′m sure I would
Fly backwards
Fly backwards
Fly backwards
Fly backwards all the time


Way down is the stony sea shore
It takes 4 full beats to fall
She was older than a white bird
Poplar thin and tall
Pa don't talk about her
Paul don′t talk at all
Look Backwards
Looks Backwards
Grey cliffs getting small

stone walls westmore parish
mortar hardly holds
Wild mary where's she buried
Its quiet and its cold
Grey windows you can't wash em
Or anything That old
Backwards
Backwards
Her exact words
Backwards
Backwards
Backwards
Way a wing is when it folds