Doves. Lost Souls. Valley. Zeneszám

On the day the bailiffs came
Took the keys away
Took their home away

And honestly
They felt ashamed
They couldn't foresee it
They couldn't believe it

In the hills
The October fields
Such a secret
And who would believe it

It's a great day for the valleys
It's a great day for them all

She takes her time
Sings of the love
No one believed her
She made the tea
Left all the the keys
She's such a seeker
And no one believed her

It's a great day for the valleys
It's a great day for them all
It's a great day
It's a new day
For them all

It's a great day for the valleys
It's a great day for them all
It's a great day
It's a new day
For them all