Piano Magic - Disaffected (2006) by Piano Magic (보컬) on maniadb.com

You can hear the room
On these long, winter nights
If you'd just, if you'd just
If you'd just be quiet
Beneath the word
There's the whisper of pipes
There's the stretch of the wood
There's the chink of the light

And the wires conduct
And the water runs down to the sea
But stay away from the drink
Stay away from the diaries

It doesn't matter
It does not matter

It's the night of the hunter
It's the night of the long knives
It's the night of the hunter
And you can justify all you like

Sleep tight, this snowy night
For spring, you will never see again
Say goodbye to your awful wives
Bid farewell to your awful friends

I'm twenty steps from the jugular
I'm twenty steps from the death
I'm twenty steps from the funeral
I'm twenty steps from your last breath

The shadow falls on the abbatoir gates
As you leave with the stench on your hands
I am here with a cigarette bait
I am here to asphyxiate

It's the night of the hunter
It's the night of the long knives
It's the night of the hunter
And you can justify all you like

The laugh you spew on this landscape
As you erase it of the gentle hare
Will be your last on this landscape
Will be your last anywhere

Matador, bear baiter,
Butcher, hare courser
Value your life while you can

Anything can happen in life
Especially nothing, mainly nothing
Once you know that, you're fine
Once you know that, you can retire
Set your clock by your heart
Work's overrated and it will kill you
Finish nothing you start
And start nothing you think you'll continue

I'm disaffected now
I'm disaffected now

And to this model i've kept
I surface at 3 in the clothes that i slept in
And though i'm drowning in debt
I'm richer through all the things i'm rejecting
And in a rare, certain light
I have a strange charm, i think you'd like me
And the rain brings me out
The rain makes me happy

I'm disaffected now
I'm disaffected now

Set your clock by your heart
Work's overrated and it will kill you

I've a theory of ghosts and i'm a monster to girls
I stick in their heart like a rusty spur
But i've a theory of ghosts:
They're alive and we're all dead;
That they're trying to tell us is that it's this way around

And i've a theory of girls
They always seem to leave in the spring
As if they know that it hurts more
To carry a heartbreak through the summer

In the calender storm, i circled a day and tried to hold on
And in the last powercut,
I whispered her name 'til the lights came on
Smoked my indian pipe
Listened to the static, the snow on the wire
Smoked my indian pipe
Listened to the static, the snow on the wire

I have one photograph that captures her smile
But i don't have a tape of her laugh

Watercolors can't help me

Your ghost, a white candle in this night
Smile broken, though eyes bright as carnival rides
You wander these streets, punch-drunk on the stars
As the lights are stubbed out in the neighborhood bars

Your voice, thin as smoke, barely exits your mouth
There's blood in your hair and a fire to the south
Your skeleton moves in a waltz with the stairs
And the well of your heart, full of noone who cares

Your words, a white wreath at the cusp of the hill
To mark of the kill, where the blood was spilled
You're the back of the mirror, you're the ghost of the tide
And i would die twice, if you stayed tonight
(don't stay tonight)

I must leave london
It is bad for my soul
It's making a hole
That will erode me
I cannot subscribe
I cannot tow the line
And robert elms,
You're selectively blind

She shall not miss me
And i care not
Cos she's doing me in
And she's wearing me thin

A last goodbye to the boundary estate
You stole my heart in summer rain
A last goodbye to the boundary estate
You stole my nerve but never again

She shall not miss me
And i care not
Cos she's doing me in
And she's wearing me out
Where the queen makes way
For the burger king
Goodbye to the stench
Goodbye to the din

You're life's like a comic book
All shadows and childhood fantasy
The people you love, disguised
In a velvet glove biography
But i recognize what's going on:
Deleted scenes
And when your eyes go out
You play them back, as broken dreams

I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I can't respect you anymore

You got a letter from an old friend
Asking why you never spoke again
You leave your lovers cast in amber past
And those times you can't evoke again

I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I can't respect you anymore

You're in denial, you're not on trial

I can't get on, i can't get on
Because i live in the past
And it's too strong
I can't get on, i can't get on
Because i live in the past
And it's too strong

And the present is imperfect
And the future, well, it's conditional
And the past's a foreign land
That i'm trying to understand

And all the girls are framed
In the order that they came
And the best friends do their worst
To remind me that i'm cursed

And i'd just like to say
That i'm sorry to everyone
That just wants to get on
That just wants to get on
But i...

I know nothing of tides
And i'm confused by the stars
But you can never get lost
When you've nowhere to go

And i've got space in my heart
For the next twenty years
So don't think there's a rush
Just come on over sometime

And i will haunt myself blind
Only sleep when i'm bored
And i will talk into space
And i will worry this house

And i've got space in my heart
For the next twenty years
So don't think there's a rush
Just come on over sometime
(come on over sometime)

You're life's like a comic book
All shadows and childhood fantasy
The people you love, disguised
In a velvet glove biography
But i recognize what's going on:
Deleted scenes
And when your eyes go out
You play them back, as broken dreams

I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I can't respect you anymore

You got a letter from an old friend
Asking why you never spoke again
You leave your lovers cast in amber past
And those times you can't evoke again

I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I don't get you anymore
I can't respect you anymore

You're in denial, you're not on trial