Isolation Years - Inland Traveller Lyrics

Small curvy road

Endless it seems

Big trees on the side

The car bites up the dust



We spoke to them gently

Their eyes faced the ground

But they're from another world

No need for our songs

And our words, fell to earth, where it was



He went in to the barn

We followed not too close

He did what he could

And now we're on the road



I'll tell you a secret

There's something I know

One of these men could blow

That skyscraper down, to the ground

Leaving us, where it was



We spoke to them gently

Their eyes faced the ground

But they're from another world

No need for our songs

And our words, fell to earth, where it was