Lavis Blake - On the Road | Текст песни

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We live in library stacks
but we never read the books
a child's view of what they have
to offer while speaking in tongues
we live in library stacks so intrigued
by the death mask his face at death
painted with indifference and set in stone.

What we find
in these books
is that pictures
are worth a thousand words.

We live in isolation diseases
and the death of friends
we climb these steps for ignorance
but it's all we know
we live in isolation Ian Curtis
controls our thoughts
we're living in the ice age
and it's always so fucking cold.

What we find
up here
is that
the wind never stops.

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