History

Lyrics
My room at the St. John Hotel Looks out over the sea The ruined railway station The dry ice factory A snow now falls upon it all The weight of history And tonight I know that I will dream of you This country lives its life enflamed By stories that refuse The twists of our retelling News remaining news They know our past and future Like the bottom of my shoes And tonight I know that I will dream of you The face I'll meet at waking Has always waited here A ribbon-road before me A ghost inside the mirror Counting every fallen leaf Each hawk, each bitter tear And tonight I know that I will dream of you The face I'll meet at waking Has always waited here A ribbon-road before me A ghost inside the mirror Counting every fallen leaf Each hawk, each bitter tear And tonight I know that I will dream of you Oh tonight I know that I will dream of you I know that I will dream of you
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Credits
- Writers
- Joe Henry
- Mike Reid