Текст песни: The Calendar Hung Itself + перевод

Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning

When you start to raise your head?

And does he sing to you incessantly

From the place between your bed and wall?

Does he walk around all day at school

With his feet inside your shoes?

Looking down every few steps

To pretend he walks with you?

Oh, does he know that place below your neck

That is your favorite to be touched?

And does he cry through broken sentences

Like 'I love you far too much'

Does he lay awake listening to your breath?

Worried you smoke too many cigarettes?

Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor?

For every speck of tile there’s a thousand more

That you won’t ever see

But most hold inside yourself eternally

Well, I drug your ghost across the country

And we plotted out my death

In every city, memories would whisper

«Here is where you rest»

I was determined in Chicago

But I dug my teeth into my knees

And I settled for a telephone

Sang into your machine

«You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine»

And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw

That her father gave to her

She had eyes bright enough to burn me

They reminded me of yours

In a story told she was a little girl

In a red-rouge, sun-bruised field

And there were rows of ripe tomatoes

Where a secret was concealed

And it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands

And it stretched for centuries

To a diary entry’s end, where I wrote

«You make me happy

Oh, when skies are gray

You make me happy

Oh, when skies are gray and gray and gray»

Well the clock’s heart it hangs inside its open chest

With hands stretched towards the calendar hanging itself

But I will not weep for those dying days brother

For all the ones who’ve left there’s a few that’ve stayed

And they found me here

And pulled me from the grass where I was laid

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