Chris Judge Smith - Curly's Airships - CD1 - 1 - Voices from a Crystal Set | Текст песни

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• Chris Judge Smith
• Curly's Airships - CD1 - 1 - Voices from a Crystal Set

CURLY:-
It's so strange here.
So strange.
I see you in a half-light,
Moving slowly, under water.
I hear you faint and high:
Voices from a crystal set,
'Cat's whisker' out of kilter.
You are the ghosts
And I am the living man,
Instead of the other way round...

It's my voice.
More or less,
But coming from the larynx
Of a smartly dressed old woman
Who seems to be asleep...

And I'm flying her mouth
By remote control.
Damn tricky work,
Easy to make a balls
Until you get the knack...

It's so strange here,
So strange.
No point in trying to tell you what it's like;
I can't explain it.
The words come out all wrong.
And anyway, you'll all find out in time;
Quite soon enough for comfort, I dare say...
I should rattle some chains at this point,
Or perhaps do the horrid laugh...
But I'll tell you a story instead.