Curt Smith - Aeroplane | Текст песни

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• Curt Smith
• Aeroplane

Shut down
Tangled up in your machinery
No sound
Just the faceless press of words and wheels
Surrounds me
Like molasses on my soles and eaves
Come out
Can anyone come out and play
All I want is an aeroplane
Rubber-banded with paper wings
All I want is to steal again
All I want is a wet dream, ice-cream
All I want is vanishing
All I want is God

Spit out
By an undeserving dumb and mad
No Ground
Just an empty room of words and steel
Winding down
Drowning in the afternoon
Come out Can anyone come out and play

All I want……..

All I want is vanishing

All I want is an afterglow
A forty-five on my gramophone
All I want is a thick skin, to crawl into
Everything’s vanishing
All I want is God