Wintersleep - Metropolis | Текст песни

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• Wintersleep
• Metropolis

A full-grown man,
man casually dressed
caught a thought in a pan
in a busy metropolis
four tarot cards clutched tightly to his chest

as if to protect
as if his life depended on
this way it works
someone more adventurous

some other place
some other place that I forget
as if the world has ever stopped and noticed
something so pure
some comical, so tragic

two little girls
girls in rhythm more or less
caught up in a twirl