Bitter Suite: Brief Encounter/Lost Weekend (Demo)-Marillion

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:00.15]Bitter Suite [00:54.63]A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow [01:00.81]Not the regal creature of border caves [01:07.02]But the poor misguided directionless familiar of some obscure scottish poet [01:17.64]The mist crawls from the canal [01:19.26]Like some primordial phantom of romance [01:23.25]To curl under a cascade of neon pollen [01:24.12]While I sit tied to the phone like an expectant father [01:32.67]Your carnation will rot in a vase [01:39.30]A train sleeps in a siding [01:41.67]The driver guzzles another can of lager lager [01:49.14]To wash away the memories of a Friday night down at the club [01:58.59]She was a wallflower at sixteen shell be a wallflower at thirty four [02:08.85]Her mother called her beautiful [02:12.39]Her daddy said a w***e [02:16.38]The sky was Bible black in lyon when I met the magdalene [02:17.64]She was paralyzed in a streetlight [02:18.51]She refused to give her name [02:27.96]And a ring of violet bruises [02:29.04]They were pinned upon her arm [02:29.73]Two hundred francs for sanctuary and she led me by the hand [02:31.14]To a room of dancing shadows where all the heartache disappears [02:32.40]And from glowing tongues of candles I heard her whisper in my ear [02:33.72]Jentend ton coeur jentend ton coeur [02:34.20]I can hear your heart I can hear your heart I can hear your heart [02:36.60]Hear your heart [02:36.96]I hear your heart [02:37.83]Its getting late for scribbling and scratching on the paper [02:39.12]Somethings gonna give under this pressure and the cracks are already beginning to show [02:40.83]Its too late [02:41.13]The weekend career girl never boarded the plane [02:42.12]They said this could never happen again [02:44.49]Oh so wrong so wrong [02:45.57]This time it seems to be another misplaced rendezvous [02:46.71]This time its looking like another misplaced rendezvous [02:47.88]With you [02:48.09]The parallel of you you [02:48.60]On the outskirts of nowhere [02:49.20]On the ringroad to somewhere [02:49.77]On the verge of indecision [02:50.37]I'll always take the roundabout way [02:51.09]Waiting on the rain [02:51.51]For I was born with a habit from a sign [02:52.41]The habit of a windswept thumb and the sign of the rain [02:53.55]Rain on me rain [02:54.15]Its started raining