Вершы: Ainjel Emme. The Down Song.

Down, down
Where all hopes slip
Fell for cheap tricks
I'm going down

Down, down
Where the thorns grow
Where the lost go
I'm going down

Oh, there's trouble on my mind
Oh, there's black on the horizon

Down, down
From a high note
Short breath and tight throat
I'm going down

Take me
To calmer water
And hold me under
I'm going down

Oh, there's trouble on my mind
Oh, there's black on the horizon
Oh, there's worry and there's pain
I can't be sure
I'll come back from this place

(Thanks to Rebecca for these lyrics)