[00:00.00] 作词 : Benjamin Cooper
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Benjamin Cooper
[00:02.00] 制作人 : Ben Cooper
[00:53.42]The lightning climbing up the walls
[00:56.69]The finger drawings on the glass
[00:59.86]The map of those who used to live here
[01:03.46]Until the gilded hand was broken
[01:06.77]Often there's a voice in my sleeping mind
[01:09.44]The words inside my skull at night
[01:13.18]But once I wake, I cannot read them
[01:16.62]My bloody hands remain a question mark
[01:21.17]Sifting through the hiccups of time
[01:24.76]We'll hide in the bones of the city
[01:28.29]The engines sing along with their cries
[01:31.37]This song, it spells disaster
[01:34.49]But it's buried beneath the laughter
[02:10.01]The words that fall from out their mouths
[02:12.87]Can change in your hands and split the skin
[02:16.15]So I will keep myself apart
[02:19.61]from shining eyes and privileged boredom
[02:23.14]The thing that I've learned from unusual blood
[02:25.92]Is never touch a person's comfort
[02:29.72]The voice of change is often heard
[02:32.85]But fear itself has come to visit
[02:37.78]Sifting through the hiccups of time
[02:41.22]We'll hide in the bones of the city
[02:44.09]The engines sing along with their cries
[02:47.77]This song, it spells disaster
[02:50.94]But we drown it out with laughter
[03:36.52]And our eyes
[03:39.14]They were always pointed at the sky looking for an answer
[03:49.13]And our hands
[03:52.80]They were stained in black and grey busy solving problems
[04:02.46]And our backs all bear the load of all the things we'll never know until it breaks us
[04:15.84]And in the comfort of the Earth we will not wonder what we're worth
[04:21.50]No, we will sleep soundly
[04:26.81]All along the Road to Nowhere

作词 : Benjamin Cooper
作曲 : Benjamin Cooper
制作人 : Ben Cooper
The lightning climbing up the walls
The finger drawings on the glass
The map of those who used to live here
Until the gilded hand was broken
Often there's a voice in my sleeping mind
The words inside my skull at night
But once I wake, I cannot read them
My bloody hands remain a question mark
Sifting through the hiccups of time
We'll hide in the bones of the city
The engines sing along with their cries
This song, it spells disaster
But it's buried beneath the laughter
The words that fall from out their mouths
Can change in your hands and split the skin
So I will keep myself apart
from shining eyes and privileged boredom
The thing that I've learned from unusual blood
Is never touch a person's comfort
The voice of change is often heard
But fear itself has come to visit
Sifting through the hiccups of time
We'll hide in the bones of the city
The engines sing along with their cries
This song, it spells disaster
But we drown it out with laughter
And our eyes
They were always pointed at the sky looking for an answer
And our hands
They were stained in black and grey busy solving problems
And our backs all bear the load of all the things we'll never know until it breaks us
And in the comfort of the Earth we will not wonder what we're worth
No, we will sleep soundly
All along the Road to Nowhere