The Owl Service-Pram

作词 : Pram, Rosie The road is long and made of sand and grit The trees loom up against the sky The turnip moon makes a song of the lake And all I know is heartache The night is a tender velvet cloak Lined in mist, edged in starlight The waters rise and threaten to drown the shore A boat to cross the water what I long for Animals, darkness and trees Between me and where i live