Letra de 'A Song, A Story' de The Feverfew

They come in the morning
With their brilliant parades
And in every small town
We're losing our names
To the march of new children
In five star brigades
With ten tiny fingers to tear at my veins

My words are not urgent
My melody plain
And all my epiphanies still sound the same
It's a song, it's a story
Of your life and mine
As hard as we try
The words are still intertwined

Somewhere on a rooftop
Two girls watch the sun
Fall down beneath buildings
The day come undone
Without much warning
They both disappear
And the sound of pianos is all you can hear

You're out there somewhere
Awaiting my call
But we get weighed down
By the noise of it all
Then the heart is a big place
To get lost inside
But i hope that you don't think
That I meant goodbye

It's a song, it's a story
Of your life and mine
And as hard as we try
The words are still intertwined
It's a love without pretense
A card not yet sold
But something about this just makes me feel old