Three Sided Coin-Kate Tempest

[00:00.000] 作词 : Kate Tempest/Dan Carey [00:01.000] 作曲 : Kate Tempest/Dan Carey [00:14.62]Retell the old tales [00:16.69]Retail’s complete hell, we need some detail [00:19.78]That’s why I’ve been staring at the stem of this plant [00:22.95]For like the last day and a half, the last day and a half, the last [00:28.51]Now the three sided coin buys the bow legged calf [00:32.75]And we’ve been sucking out the milk [00:34.71]From its mother’s teat incessantly [00:36.93]So come on, pump us full of nothingness [00:40.27]And hear us sing the melody [00:42.65]And watch us dance the thin line [00:45.23]Between the in thing and integrity [00:50.07]Vacuum-packed, shrink-wrapped, wartime spam-bots [00:53.80]Following the stories of the day [00:56.22]In a hands-off, dandruff-in-your-sandwich kind of way [01:00.09]Infinite distraction [01:03.58]Now the distance between objects [01:05.40]Can be measured out in fractions [01:07.38]But the distance between people [01:09.53]Is a scale that we can’t balance [01:12.05]We’re frail, our hearts haven’t had time to try fathom [01:14.94]The scales of old dragons are nails in gold coffins [01:17.81]This island of England [01:22.08]Oh, England [01:25.10]We set out from this place [01:27.25]For murder and murder [01:31.42]And then we squared it away like it did not occur [01:35.90]Now when people are lost, they need people to join [01:41.78]But beware of the three-sided coin [01:46.40]And when people are hurt, they need people to blame [01:52.44]But beware of the fear you can't name [01:59.59]I take the bins out, it’s raining [02:02.78]The kids are on the pavement with their hoods up [02:05.08]Waiting for buses [02:06.73]And on the radio, someone’s complaining [02:08.95]Saying until now, they never discussed it in public [02:13.21]Same thing as yesterday [02:15.16]Careful with the hot tap, cold to burning in a second [02:19.89]Clothes on, stare in the mirror [02:23.34]Aware of the process of life slipping out of the eyes [02:28.05]Deodorize [02:30.36]Mentholated paste on the bristles [02:32.66]Scrub the enamel, now shoelace [02:35.89]Hands like somebody else’s [02:39.55]Where are the hands from before? [02:42.44]I was 10 years old once [02:45.87]Life got quiet last night [02:49.94]Station platform [02:51.86]Coffee from the man in the hut with the stutter [02:55.45]I see a friend from school, but we ignore one another [03:00.03]I flick through the papers instead [03:02.86]Aching legs, pounding head [03:06.37]I can’t wait for the weekend [03:08.94]I’m staying in bed [03:12.32]In the mouth of a breaking wave [03:16.55]In the mouth of a breaking storm [03:20.20]Shaken, thinking something is coming [03:25.42]The sky’s an unusual colour [03:28.55]The weather is doing unusual things [03:31.16]And our leaders aren’t even pretending not to be demons [03:36.85]So where is the good heart to go but inwards? [03:41.35]Why not lock all the doors and bolt all the windows? [03:45.89]All I am are my doubts and suspicions [03:50.24]I against you against we against them [03:55.60]This is how it begins [03:58.14]And this is how it will end