Текст песни IN THE RAW - Нож рельс

night more honest than a day -
s nothing more to hide.
When you come home
I will sleep soundly.
we sit down on the stairs - say,
it was a light in a vacuum,
It lies to the fate of us simply.
and bald lightbulb silly swing
clubs in cigarette smoke.

Do not tell me, why is this night.
Do not tell me how to smoke burns your eyes.

Knife rail
at the tip end of the passing train.
not enough.
Your departure
resets everything between us
It would be there.

January at the window throwing cotton -
whether a gift, or retribution,
clubs in cigarette smoke.

Knife rail
at the tip end of the passing train.
not enough.
Your departure
resets everything between us
It would be there.