Dust keeps settling On instruments retired in empty homes Silence deafening Strings collecting memories on their own Long dead live-wire An ember in a room gone so cold Rebuild the fire You’re the fuel to throw the spark into We’ll hold you up
My seatbelt snapped My head is cracked Floating flames of all these maps Your brilliant eyes The shocks and kicks I’d do anything for and almost did
Adjusting the ground The endless shift The battered and bleak The broken down The endless hours of boarded doors We wander around
Always the enemy Misguided impressions Of the loneliest thoughts Decode the apathy Disregard it Discard it Electrify us
The customary hours With pastels, chalks and paints And with them my friend What got you there? Your glasses were smashed The table stared And I’ve been dying to say
My seatbelt snapped My head is cracked Floating flames of all these maps Your brilliant eyes The shocks and kicks Adjusting the ground To endless shifts
We’ll hold you up regardless We’ll hold you upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
