Decemberists. From My Own True Love (Lost at Sea). Zeneszám

Four score years
Living down in this rain swept town
Sea salt tears
Swimming round as the rain comes down

Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
A letter for me

From my own true love
Lost at sea
Lost at sea

Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
A letter for me

From my own true love
Lost at sea
Lost at sea