Из альбома: The Loving Sounds of Static
introducing the old days
clogged up, blown out, framed in a case
taxicab, taxicab
twelve street watches make come home
bus stops squat and blue and chrome.
taxicab, taxicab
middle of winter
i will pray for you someday
for all the things that i could not say
you'll be talking to yourself in the street
taxicab, taxicab (x2)
middle of winter