Текст: Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. The Fastest Way Back Home.

I should have seen you were coming, I should have been prepared
After all, getting half of what you wish for isn't so rare
But still I wasn't ready, you took my by surprise
You brought a light to my dark like a word from the wise

We fell in love in the summer, when the skies were clear
But I'm still wearing my coat from winter last year
I need to set my house in order, confess and cover my sins
I need to make a home for you before inviting you in

Weather wears the mountains right down into the sea
So I will stand in the rain until I am clean
Rivers carve the country, a landscape shaped by a stream
So I will swim in the river as long as you need

Darling, oh my darling, you know that everything that I do
Is to try and make me good enough for you
Darling, oh my darling, you know that everywhere that I go
I'm just trying to find the fastest way back home