Jon Hopkins, King Creosote все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
Honest WordsCrossed out a lyric, discerned
I rewrote the start, with a stab at the end
I blotted out all that I've wrote
Rubbed away distance, I smooth out the false
And those are honest words
It's the first time
Otherwise I'm told I'm waiting to choke them way down in my throat
Those are honest words
John Taylor's Month AwayI love to look
Out at the sea
From the swing park here
At Roome Bay Beach
Today John Taylor
Starts his month away
On a boat, one ten miles east
Of Aberdeen