Blind Curve: Vocal Under A Bloodlight/Passing Strangers/Mylo/Perimeter Walk/Threshold歌詞

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[00:00.15]Blind Curve
[00:13.68]Last night you said I was cold untouchable
[00:22.95]A lonely piece of action from another town
[00:28.95]I just want to be free I'm happy to be lonely
[00:37.65]Can't you stay away
[00:40.74]Just leave me alone with my thoughts
[00:45.18]Just a runaway just a runaway I'm saving myself
[01:05.61]Strung out below a necklace of carnival lights
[01:10.59]Cold moan held on the crest of the night
[01:17.31]I'm too tired to fight
[01:21.87]So now were passing strangers at single tables
[01:26.70]Still trying to get over
[01:28.77]Still trying to write love songs for passing strangers
[01:35.07]All those passing strangers
[01:39.21]And the twinkling lies all those twinkling lies
[01:45.81]Sparkle with the wet ink on the paper
[02:43.56]Oh I remember toronto when mylo went down
[02:47.61]And we sat and we cried on the phone
[02:50.55]I never felt so alone
[02:54.54]He was the first of our own
[02:59.94]Some of us go down in a blaze of obscurity
[03:03.96]Some of us go down in a haze of publicity
[03:08.01]The price of infamy the edge of insanity
[03:15.60]Another holiday inn another temporary home
[03:19.83]And an interviewer threatened me with a microphone
[03:24.09]Talk to me won't you tell me your stories
[03:47.85]So I talked about conscience and I talked about pain
[03:51.75]And he looked out the window and it started to rain
[03:55.71]I thought maybe I've already gone crazy
[04:03.66]So I reached for a bottle and he reached for the door
[04:07.77]And I picked up the sleeping pills crushed on the floor
[04:12.12]Inviting me to a casual obscenity
[05:27.24]It would be incredible if we could retrace all the times that we lived here
[05:28.80]All the collisions
[05:29.22]Wasted I've never been so wasted
[05:30.81]I've never been this far out before
[05:31.53]Perimeter walk
[05:35.82]There's a presence here
[05:48.48]I feel could have been ancient
[06:20.25]I could have been mystical
[06:22.32]There's a presence
[06:24.21]A childhood my childhood
[06:26.67]My childhood childhood
[06:27.42]A misplaced childhood
[06:29.46]My childhood a misplaced childhood
[06:30.48]Give it back to me give it back to me
[06:33.15]A childhood that childhood that childhood
[06:35.94]That childhood that childhood
[06:38.67]Oh please give it back to me
[06:41.43]I saw a war widow in a launderette
[07:01.77]Washing the memories from her husbands clothes
[07:07.95]She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat
[07:12.75]A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes
[07:16.92]I see convoys curbcrawling west german autobahns
[07:21.81]Trying to pick up a war
[07:24.75]They're going to even the score
[07:28.68]Oh I can't take any more
[07:34.98]I see black flags on factories
[07:37.77]Soup ladies poised on the lips of the poor
[07:43.89]I see children with vacant stares
[07:46.74]Destined for R**e in the alleyways
[07:50.97]Does anybody care I can't take any more
[07:56.91]Should we say goodbye
[08:10.23]Hey
[08:10.35]I see priests politicians
[08:13.11]The heroes in black plastic body bags under nations flags
[08:19.38]I see children pleading with outstretched hands
[08:23.73]Drenched in napalm this is no vietnam
[08:27.84]I can't take any more should we say goodbye
[08:36.80]How can we justify
[08:41.10]They call us civilised