作词 : Peter Capaldi
作曲 : Peter Capaldi
You can feel the city breathe ,
Down among the weeds
That swallow up the buckle, the shoe, the set of keys,
The weeds that push and pull me,
And loosen memories,
Of when I was a soldier,
Or a beast beneath a tree,
A beast beneath a tree,
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
From here?
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
From here?
Time has broken like a watch,
Whose hands are running wild,
Caught in static find rewind,
A thing I recognise,
The hands that saw the trembling night,
The bile that burns and boils inside,
They lift me up with devil's pride,
Then cast me down and crack me wide,
Now I'm down, I'm swallowed whole,
I'm powdered, crushed, exhaled,
I'm the picture on the mantle,
I'm the ship that never sailed,
I'm the jet above the valley,
I'm the drifting vapour trail,
I'm the crazy on the corner,
Shouting "Beauty shop and nails.",
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
From here?
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
From here?
All the sweet faces I remember in the rain,
All the sweet faces that searched for me in vain,
I never saw their furrowed brows,
I never felt their pain,
But I know all those sweet faces,
Will come to me again,
I know all those sweet faces,
Will come to me again...
Can you see me?
(Will come to me again)
Can you see me?
(Will come to me again)
Can you see me?
(Will come to me again)
From here?
Can you see me?
(Will come to me again)
Can you see me?
(Will come to me again)
Can you see me?
(Will come to me again)
From here?
I'm the picture on the mantle,
I'm the ship that never sailed,
I'm the jet above the valley,
I'm the drifting vapour trail,
I'm the crazy on the corner,
Shouting "Beauty shop and nails."