Listening to Old Voices — текст песни (John Hiatt)

They have come to haunt the children

They have come to walk the wind

I can hear them as they rustle through the trees

Looking for the love that killed them

So that they might live again

Its a simple prayer that brings me to my knees



With drums and bells and rattles

They have caught us in our time

To watch the eagle rise up from the fire

Now is it true we are possessed

By all the ones we leave behind

Or is it by their lives we are inspired



Chorus:

Its a new light, new day

Listening for new meaning learning how to say

Its a new place but youve always been here

Youre just listening to old voices with a new ear



Its the livin and the dyin

Well it scares the young ones so

They can hardly catch their breath before too long

They see the tears were crying

And they watch the river flow

And they follow on the banks until its gone



I surrender to the mountains

I surrender to the sea

I surrender to the one who calls my name

I surrender to my lover and to my enemy

I surrender to the face that holds no shame



Chorus



Theres a spider at my window

And she spins a web of truth

More beautiful than all those memories

And she surely is gods artist

As shes caught the morning dew

Its a simple prayer that brings me to my knees



Chorus twice