Текст песни Hitchcock Robyn - The Abandoned Brain
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I`m sitting here, in the abandoned brain,Waiting for take off in it.They says its never going to work again,But I can spare a few minutes.Been here before, in the abandoned brain,There`s flowers on all the controls.The tape keeps telling me again and again,That I`m the keeper of souls.The wind blows hard, on the abandoned brain,But there`s nobody thinking at all.The hyperthalamus is open to the rain,And the leaves sweep in to the hall.There`s no one else, in the abandoned brain,But that`s not necessarily bad.It feeds on itself and its not insane,This brains too old to go mad.Roses bloom, in the abandoned brain,And thoughts run wild on the floor;Like a headless corpse, a derailed train,Who could ask for anything more?I`m sitting here, in the abandoned brain,Waiting for take off in it.They say its never going to work again,But I can spare a few minutes.