The Tallest Live in Dublin (2011)

Remembering playing with a good old friend, “French guitar” on a farm… 😉

Jump ‘long the creekside
The rock’s crooked line
Fun girls, you’ll hear it
The days open wide

And horses trot faster ’til sparrows fall down
But you just fall, laughin’, to the snow on the ground

You grew up by playin’ the valley so wild
And that’s why
You’re so beautiful now

And, dancin’ your bike to the lonesome, young mare
You call up her owner; say your heart will be there
You’ll build a collection of scars on your knees
To learn how to count the impossible trees

You grew up by climbin’ the birches so high
And that’s why
You’re so beautiful now

And we live so close that we probably seen
The same bird, the same time
They solumnly scream
One day, I’ll find just that friend who can see
All this weird beauty
Thrown right at me

Growin’ by playin’ the valley so wild
And that’s why
You’re so beautiful now

Author: Kristian Matsson
Lyrics of Thrown Right at Me © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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