《The Heartwood》歌词

[00:00:09] I've no skill with a brush

[00:00:12] But maybe words can conjour a scene

[00:00:17] There were clouds made of white

[00:00:20] Overtop of a grass made of green

[00:00:26] And the wide of the sky

[00:00:28] Dragged a weight across my eyes

[00:00:31] Blurred the edges

[00:00:32] Poked holes in the screen

[00:00:35] And the white and the green dissolved

[00:00:40] In a sort of a dream：

[00:01:10] There were millions of cars

[00:01:14] Stalled out in the rain

[00:01:16] Faces blank and they cannot explain

[00:01:28] What they're doing

[00:01:30] And where they're going in the night

[00:01:57] Now they're on the tv

[00:02:00] Calling on your phone

[00:02:05] Lock the kids up

[00:02:08] Won't leave you alone

[00:02:14] Till the heartwood's rotted through

[00:02:22] There were millions of cars

[00:02:25] Stalled out in the rain

[00:02:28] Where they're going they cannot explain

[00:02:32] Staring out in the great black hole of the night

[00:02:41] And a millions of motors screamed out to be quiet