اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Palm trees, you used to sway
In my childhood vacation dreams
But now you bend and break
Not sure how much more I can take
Click my heels to take me home
Photographs, captured moments of better times I had
But as the photo collects dust
And the frame begins to rust
I’m ready to sell off all I own
My face is buried deep in this carpet draping concrete
I wanna be stitched into this floor
My heart’s racing to an unmarked finish line
Trembling hands, idling mind
Just turn out the lights before you close the door
Coastline, mis-circumnavigating
Everything all of the time
Devoid of all emotion
Drowning in this fucking ocean
Just click my heels to take me home
So sing a tune
This sunshine’s stifled behind these clouds of gloom
And as I stumble to my feet
I can feel the summer heat
I’m ready to sell off all I own
Blank face staring back at me
I ask myself the question
Well just what will become
Of my record collection?
And my face is buried deep
In this carpet draping concrete
I wanna be stitched into this floor
