[01:06.980]Pour the petrol can, around this caravan,[01:12.330]and watch the flames take all you own.[01:16.490]There’s a girl that understands[01:19.260]like the back of her two hands,[01:22.070]she’s all you need to know.[01:25.780]Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.[01:30.660]There’s braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind,[01:35.520]there’s heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.[02:19.160]And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow.[02:23.670]Your footprints track you through the grass.[02:28.280]And you ache just to smell her clothes[02:30.630]and her cooking down on the stove[02:33.840]You see her face in everyone you pass.[03:35.690]And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow.[03:40.860]Your footprints track you through the grass.[03:45.100]And you ache just to smell her clothes[03:47.420]and her cooking down on the stove[03:50.360]You see her face in everyone you pass.[03:54.900]Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.[03:59.590]There’s braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind,[04:04.260]there’s heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.[04:10.400]And you walk down to her window[04:14.720]press your face against the glass[04:19.210]only to find that she is happy in his arms.[05:02.370]And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow.[05:07.290]Your footprints track you through the grass.[05:11.430]And you ache just to smell her clothes[05:15.130]and her cooking down on the stove[05:16.850]You see her face in everyone you pass.[05:23.740]