Текст песни Blue Mountain Haze (Brian Granse) с переводом

The sun’s coming up over the ridge

Blue Mountain haze burning thin

There’s a tragedy on the horizon

And that’s how it’s always been

You sat there watching the dust

Just cover your town

Now nothing shines and the walls are peeling thin

A union sticker fades upon an empty tin

Gone the black streaks under your eyes

Still a scar across your chin

Your father left each night for the winding hills

Sports radio hummin' beneath the road

The owl shift turns the night

Into someone else’s gold

Burned for steel at the end of a rail

In some town you’ll never know

Scraping the long wall

No sun upon your back

Kerosene life lost in a sea of black

You can push hard

When you’re bound to protect

When everything’s gone you let it all to heck

The campaign signs have you looking for ghosts

In four more years they’ll come ‘round again

Knockin' on plywood doors in a town on government checks

Lining the sides of the highway

With letters and lies in the ditch

Ghost and myth hang all around us

We lean to faith in the days we limp

A preacher knows to speak

To the empty eye in the room

A desperate heart will fall for you

Don’t matter if you’re true

The writing was on the long wall

Before the company’s letterhead

A midnight drive and then you never went back

There ain’t no God, no love, no president

To give you any more but heartbreak

To the still of your town’s breath

The sun’s going down over the ridge

Blue Mountain haze closing in

There’s a tragedy on the horizon

Comin' round again

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