The Observer 歌詞

we move with style carefully crafting a myriad of memories like satallites its ha a a a ard to memorize the meaning of an open mind so lets cater to the rearview and leave the rest behind so put salt in wound, cause my body needs to feel this too its what i do, these photographs aren't you you said i'm empty, but i know that this sky is too blue. to die on the highroad so move slow, cause you are empty too. we change with time, to achieve some sense of clarity but regardless of sincerity im feeling fine. so leave a piece for me