歌曲: Postcard
艺人:Steven Wilson
专辑:Grace For Drowning
歌词:
Postcard - Steven Wilson
I think it's time that I got off the kitchen floor
But is there really any point at all
Waking up this morning felt the same
Better sleep while life is so mundane
It could have been yesterday
That I locked the door
I blocked the windows up so I can't be sure
Now I haven't even got the will to eat
I'm lame and self-obsessed
That I will concede
I'd like to light a cigarette but I cannot
The lighter's dead and the gas has been cut off
I'm the one you always seem to read about
The fire inside my eyes has long gone out
There's nothing left for me to say or do
Cause all that matters disappeared
When I lost you...
