Graham Nash - Grave Concern текст песни

Grave concern is rolling over the hill,
see them grinding through the mill
houses falling and they're falling still
lightning striking - take cover!
All fall down
all fall down
all fall down
all fall down
Distant thunder rolling over the hill,
watch the weather take a turn.
Shake the trees and let the leaves fall where they will
pile them up and let'em burn.
All fall down
etc.