Foreign Future - Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin

She, she would say

She, she would say

All things return their worth

She, she would say

Not far in the future, not far inland

A foreign future forms in your hand

Suns red rise and skies divide

Fortune shines and signs in kind

In a hum

Far in numb

And I should tell you

In a lull

I feel droll

Knee deep in the fern

I, I just sigh

I, I just sigh

All things will lose their light

I, I just sigh

In a hum

Far in numb

And I should tell you

In a lull

I feel droll

Knee deep in the fern