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Harold T. Wilkins, or How to Wait for a Very Long Time

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作詞:Fanfarlo     作曲:Fanfarlo



You’ve been packing your bags for the tenth time
You’ve been up on the roof again
And you’re biding your time
but it’s all right
they’re coming any week now
Oh Left behind by the mothership,
they’re our only real friends
And inside, you’ll always feel the same,
even when you wake up
Even if you wake up

In a town where everyone will kick and scream
And come to the same conclusion every time
Time to realise you were never on the team
There was always a question hanging over you
In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail
Looking over your shoulder and setting sail

Your dreams will become part of the future and coi
ncide with the past
You spend all your time by the radio
waiting for the signal
But inside, you’ll always feel the same,
even when you wake up
Even if you wake up

In a town where everyone will kick and scream
And come to the same conclusion every time
Time to realise you were never on the team
There was always a question hanging over you
In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail
Looking over your shoulder and setting sail

They drive the same road
They drive the same road
They drive the same road
drifting over to your side

They drive the same road
They drive the same road
They drive the same road
drifting over to your side

They drive the same road
They drive the same road
They drive the same road
drifting over to your side

They drive the same road
They drive the same road
They drive the same road
turn the lights on again

They sail the same strait
They sail the same strait
They sail the same strait
turn the lights on again

They sail the same strait
They sail the same strait
They sail the same strait
turn the lights on again

They sail the same strait
They sail the same strait
They sail the same strait
turn the lights on again...