[00:00.000] 作词 : Kate Tempest/Dan Carey
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kate Tempest/Dan Carey
[00:14.62]Retell the old tales
[00:16.69]Retail’s complete hell, we need some detail
[00:19.78]That’s why I’ve been staring at the stem of this plant
[00:22.95]For like the last day and a half, the last day and a half, the last
[00:28.51]Now the three sided coin buys the bow legged calf
[00:32.75]And we’ve been sucking out the milk
[00:34.71]From its mother’s teat incessantly
[00:36.93]So come on, pump us full of nothingness
[00:40.27]And hear us sing the melody
[00:42.65]And watch us dance the thin line
[00:45.23]Between the in thing and integrity
[00:50.07]Vacuum-packed, shrink-wrapped, wartime spam-bots
[00:53.80]Following the stories of the day
[00:56.22]In a hands-off, dandruff-in-your-sandwich kind of way
[01:00.09]Infinite distraction
[01:03.58]Now the distance between objects
[01:05.40]Can be measured out in fractions
[01:07.38]But the distance between people
[01:09.53]Is a scale that we can’t balance
[01:12.05]We’re frail, our hearts haven’t had time to try fathom
[01:14.94]The scales of old dragons are nails in gold coffins
[01:17.81]This island of England
[01:22.08]Oh, England
[01:25.10]We set out from this place
[01:27.25]For murder and murder
[01:31.42]And then we squared it away like it did not occur
[01:35.90]Now when people are lost, they need people to join
[01:41.78]But beware of the three-sided coin
[01:46.40]And when people are hurt, they need people to blame
[01:52.44]But beware of the fear you can't name
[01:59.59]I take the bins out, it’s raining
[02:02.78]The kids are on the pavement with their hoods up
[02:05.08]Waiting for buses
[02:06.73]And on the radio, someone’s complaining
[02:08.95]Saying until now, they never discussed it in public
[02:13.21]Same thing as yesterday
[02:15.16]Careful with the hot tap, cold to burning in a second
[02:19.89]Clothes on, stare in the mirror
[02:23.34]Aware of the process of life slipping out of the eyes
[02:28.05]Deodorize
[02:30.36]Mentholated paste on the bristles
[02:32.66]Scrub the enamel, now shoelace
[02:35.89]Hands like somebody else’s
[02:39.55]Where are the hands from before?
[02:42.44]I was 10 years old once
[02:45.87]Life got quiet last night
[02:49.94]Station platform
[02:51.86]Coffee from the man in the hut with the stutter
[02:55.45]I see a friend from school, but we ignore one another
[03:00.03]I flick through the papers instead
[03:02.86]Aching legs, pounding head
[03:06.37]I can’t wait for the weekend
[03:08.94]I’m staying in bed
[03:12.32]In the mouth of a breaking wave
[03:16.55]In the mouth of a breaking storm
[03:20.20]Shaken, thinking something is coming
[03:25.42]The sky’s an unusual colour
[03:28.55]The weather is doing unusual things
[03:31.16]And our leaders aren’t even pretending not to be demons
[03:36.85]So where is the good heart to go but inwards?
[03:41.35]Why not lock all the doors and bolt all the windows?
[03:45.89]All I am are my doubts and suspicions
[03:50.24]I against you against we against them
[03:55.60]This is how it begins
[03:58.14]And this is how it will end