Текст песни: The Thinnest of Maps + перевод

It’s midday in the town

All the people drive around

With the cars that they afford

With the gold in their drawers

You need money to get you by

You need anything to get you high

You don’t eat or sleep or talk

And you’ve been drinking around the clock

Pills and boats and suns

You’re selling clothes

I’m coming home

I’m wide awake

I’m wide awake

Bays and grains of sand

You’re selling clothes

I’m coming home

I’m wide awake

I’m wide awake

I found you in between

My skin and the sheets

Tonight I’m selling clothes

Tonight I’m coming home

Pills and boats and suns

You’re selling clothes

I’m coming home

I’m wide awake

I’m wide awake

Bays and grains of sand

You’re selling clothes

I’m coming home

I’m wide awake

I’m wide awake

The thinnest

The thinnest of maps

The thinnest

The thinnest of maps

The thinnest

The thinnest

Pills and boats and suns

I’m selling clothes

I’m coming home

(What child here has crossed this road?)

And bays and grains of sand

You’re selling clothes

I’m sailing home

(What fish world has sunk this boat?)

The thinnest

The thinnest of maps

The thinnest

The thinnest of maps

Threads and vines and glass

You’re selling clothes

I’m coming home

I’m wide awake

I’m wide awake

Pills and boats and suns

You’re selling clothes

I’m coming home

I’m wide awake

I’m wide awake

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