In the dutch mountains - Nits

26 februari 2018

Op een geheel willekeurige zondagmiddag loop ik in een dito Tilburgs museum de heer Hofstede tegen het herkenbare lijf. En of het daar door komt of niet, maar 's avonds bij die 1e twee klappen van dit nummer is het me opeens overduidelijk dat 'ie overduidelijk in deze lijst hoort te staan. Eigenlijk altijd al geweten: wereldnummer.

I was born in the valley of bricks

where the river runs high above the rooftops

Nits

I was born in the valley of bricks
where the river runs high above the rooftops
I was waiting for the cars coming home late at night
from the Dutch mountains

I was standing in the valley of rock
up to my belly in an early fog
I was looking for the road to a green painted house
in the Dutch mountains
in the Dutch mountains
mountains

I met a woman in the valley of stone
she was painting roses on the walls of her home
and the moon is a coin with the head of the queen
of the Dutch mountains
mountains

I lost a button of my shirt today
it fell on the ground and it was rolling away
like a trail leading me back
to the Dutch mountains
to the Dutch mountains
mountains

I met a miller on the back of a cow
he was looking for the wind but he didn't know how
I said follow the cloud that looks like a sheep
in the Dutch mountains
in the Dutch mountains
in the Dutch mountains
mountains
mountains
buildings