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.