Текст песни The The - The Twilight Hour
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Your laying on your bed - & making shadows on the wall It`s almost too hot to move -Outside your window - People are driving home from work - for the weekend.But your waiting for the phone to ring -Your gonna tell her exactly what you think.You practice getting your mouth around the wordsthat explain the way you feel.You`ve been scared to show your real self -In case she doesn`t like what she sees -You`ve been a "prostitute to humility" -She`s invaded your life & you`ve got toLive apart - in order to...survive -You were emotionally independent - But starved of affection.But now you`ve been trapped by tenderness& been beaten into "submission"...It`s now way past the hour she usually phones -& you`ve decided not to tell her your little jokeWhere could she have got to.Why is she torturing you -You roll on your side -& run your fingers through your hair -Your scared of losing her -& facing yourself -A red sky at night may be a shepherds delight,But your cutting chunks from your heart.& rubbing the meat into your eyes.She can`t leave you now - you`ve given up all your friendsYour relying on her - for your independenceShe can`t leave you here - alone & defenselessYour relying on her for your independenceYOUR RELYING ON HERThomas Leer - synthsZeke Manyika - drumsCamelle G. Hinds - bass guitarMatt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals