Текст песни Pictures Of Home, Deep Purple

Somebody s shouting
Up at a mountain
Only my own words return
Nobody s up there
It s a deception

I m alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home

Wondering blindly
How can they found me
Maybe they don t even know
My body is shaking
Anticipating
The call of the black hooded crow

I m ...

Here in this prison
Of my own making
Year after day I have grown
Into a hero
But there s no worship
Where have they hidden my throne

I m ..