Slow Dakota - The Lilac Bush Тексты

One day I came close
To giving up my ghost;

I put my chin inside
A mouth of knotted rope!

But instead of stopping,
My heart began to fly;

A dove perched on my shoulder,
And whispered in my ear:

"Each day God comes home
With lilacs from His bush;

He picks them all for you,
His chosen darkling thrush!"