| Song | Levies |
| Artist | Jack Carty |
| Album | One Thousand Origami Birds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I walked home in the rain using lines on the road | |
| Just to guide my way back to the place I was headin’ | |
| I took off my shoes and I let myself in | |
| Tried to feel the warmth come back again | |
| But this time the flood came a-poundin’ my door | |
| So I packed all my things and I started off walking | |
| I knew you were close as the waves ate the shore | |
| I could feel you breathing | |
| Feel you breathing | |
| You stood there beside me to fight | |
| And we built our levies to last through the night | |
| And dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| The lights on the hill were a constant torment | |
| While way down in the valley we toiled | |
| You were wet haired and muddy | |
| With your will and your back bent | |
| But, what a beautiful girl | |
| Oh, what a beautiful girl | |
| Who stood there beside me to fight | |
| And she built her levies to last through the night | |
| We dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| I know what you will say | |
| Before you say it | |
| Even at the end… | |
| I walked home in the rain using lines on the road | |
| To guide my way back to the place that I started | |
| With every step I was closer to home | |
| I could feel the rain start to hold | |
| You stood there beside me to fight | |
| And we built our levies to last through the night | |
| And dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| What a beautiful girl |
| I walked home in the rain using lines on the road | |
| Just to guide my way back to the place I was headin' | |
| I took off my shoes and I let myself in | |
| Tried to feel the warmth come back again | |
| But this time the flood came apoundin' my door | |
| So I packed all my things and I started off walking | |
| I knew you were close as the waves ate the shore | |
| I could feel you breathing | |
| Feel you breathing | |
| You stood there beside me to fight | |
| And we built our levies to last through the night | |
| And dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| The lights on the hill were a constant torment | |
| While way down in the valley we toiled | |
| You were wet haired and muddy | |
| With your will and your back bent | |
| But, what a beautiful girl | |
| Oh, what a beautiful girl | |
| Who stood there beside me to fight | |
| And she built her levies to last through the night | |
| We dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| I know what you will say | |
| Before you say it | |
| Even at the end | |
| I walked home in the rain using lines on the road | |
| To guide my way back to the place that I started | |
| With every step I was closer to home | |
| I could feel the rain start to hold | |
| You stood there beside me to fight | |
| And we built our levies to last through the night | |
| And dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| What a beautiful girl |
| I walked home in the rain using lines on the road | |
| Just to guide my way back to the place I was headin' | |
| I took off my shoes and I let myself in | |
| Tried to feel the warmth come back again | |
| But this time the flood came apoundin' my door | |
| So I packed all my things and I started off walking | |
| I knew you were close as the waves ate the shore | |
| I could feel you breathing | |
| Feel you breathing | |
| You stood there beside me to fight | |
| And we built our levies to last through the night | |
| And dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| The lights on the hill were a constant torment | |
| While way down in the valley we toiled | |
| You were wet haired and muddy | |
| With your will and your back bent | |
| But, what a beautiful girl | |
| Oh, what a beautiful girl | |
| Who stood there beside me to fight | |
| And she built her levies to last through the night | |
| We dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| I know what you will say | |
| Before you say it | |
| Even at the end | |
| I walked home in the rain using lines on the road | |
| To guide my way back to the place that I started | |
| With every step I was closer to home | |
| I could feel the rain start to hold | |
| You stood there beside me to fight | |
| And we built our levies to last through the night | |
| And dug in like Spartans waiting for light | |
| What a beautiful girl |