| countryside – henry turns over | |
| his potato (resting) field to the left of his house | |
| windmill noises sound like the rush of the sea | |
| he gave me the curtain he used to look through | |
| he’s reached the deadend of the rails | |
| walks off the beaten track | |
| Henry is a lonesome man | |
| from a hundred years ago | |
| grown up in a time of change | |
| never lost his childish glow | |
| the wind is telling of a lonely son | |
| the copper stain from years to come | |
| he is taking pictures of the sun | |
| decided for the calm (the neighbors house stays calm) | |
| countryside – henry’s up early | |
| awaking to the sparse empty land | |
| the isolation is hard to stand | |
| what love is there to demand | |
| there is a field in grid, a path, a hand | |
| a glance, a grasp, a word at a strand |
| countryside henry turns over | |
| his potato resting field to the left of his house | |
| windmill noises sound like the rush of the sea | |
| he gave me the curtain he used to look through | |
| he' s reached the deadend of the rails | |
| walks off the beaten track | |
| Henry is a lonesome man | |
| from a hundred years ago | |
| grown up in a time of change | |
| never lost his childish glow | |
| the wind is telling of a lonely son | |
| the copper stain from years to come | |
| he is taking pictures of the sun | |
| decided for the calm the neighbors house stays calm | |
| countryside henry' s up early | |
| awaking to the sparse empty land | |
| the isolation is hard to stand | |
| what love is there to demand | |
| there is a field in grid, a path, a hand | |
| a glance, a grasp, a word at a strand |
| countryside henry turns over | |
| his potato resting field to the left of his house | |
| windmill noises sound like the rush of the sea | |
| he gave me the curtain he used to look through | |
| he' s reached the deadend of the rails | |
| walks off the beaten track | |
| Henry is a lonesome man | |
| from a hundred years ago | |
| grown up in a time of change | |
| never lost his childish glow | |
| the wind is telling of a lonely son | |
| the copper stain from years to come | |
| he is taking pictures of the sun | |
| decided for the calm the neighbors house stays calm | |
| countryside henry' s up early | |
| awaking to the sparse empty land | |
| the isolation is hard to stand | |
| what love is there to demand | |
| there is a field in grid, a path, a hand | |
| a glance, a grasp, a word at a strand |
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