I am the final silence The last electrician alive And they called me the Sparkle I was the best, I worked them all New ways, new ways I dream of wires
This is not love This is not even worth a point of view In Echo Park, I Pause for effect and whisper 'who are you?' They crawl out of their holes for
Send in eyes Thought's of crashing, all those pictures Send in thoughts of John the God Send in dreams Lovers on corners, clean my sheets Your only chance
Now I'm behind glass I'll talk to you The telephone lines blind You have defaced my face I bet you laughed at me You bright young things And now I need
There's nothing here but us There's nothing here but us Remember, I was vapour Remember, I was just like you Remember, I was liquid Remember, I was someone
Well, take a taxi to the show We could report by phone We could remind ourselves That we must laugh Reconsider fame I need new reasons This is detention
Hello, I'm the aircrash bureau I bet you're so surprised to see me I could specialise in rumours I'll send shivers up your spine Pilot, back, I need
Send in the guards We are all new faces I'm so sorry But my reasons are wrong My reasons are wrong We are on joy circuit The image fix Rewind, cry Well
Where is my outline I start to fade No concentration means 'fail' these days I leave the table saying 'I am real' I feel the pressure like your eyes
번역: 뉴만의, 게리. Telekon.
