Long Way Down Songtext
von Frances Cone

It's a long way down at the moment,
I can't believe that he found something so broken
And started wanderin' around in slow motion now

Mississippi was grey that Thursday from
January to May I must have found
A different way to go,
I found a different way to go back home
to go back home


Did you know that your heart could grow colder than
Rothko's suicide art, I loved you so then
And if we'd known that these walls were closin' in
We could have quit then, we should have quit then

Mississippi was grey that Thursday from
January to May,
I must have found
A different way to go,
I found a different way to go back home