Из альбома: A Night at the Ritz
Waited for explanations
A muffled ring from my back pocket
And email or a knock at the door
Signs of respect maybe hints of remorse
Yes I admit you had me caught up
In the magnetic push and pull
But your sudden avoidance is a billion wings
Tapping on the window pane
Remember I was your #1 fan
While you were orchestrating daily routines
And choreographing social sceneries
We have discovered they were temporary at best
Disregard all messages they may have been sent
During desperate hours
Old ghosts with their convincing hands
Massage the hearts of all broken men
It's possible that I was out of touch
It's possible that you were out of touch
And it's possible that I dove into this without a doubt
All photographs, poetry and letters have been filed away into a box
My gift to the ocean floor
I've made no deals set no curses not a candlewick extinguished in your name
Just a deleted hard drive remains
Your blank approach deserves the same
It's possible that I was out of touch
It's possible that you were out of touch
And it's possible that I dove into this without a doubt
sweep on move on relax my love
All the best to you in the coming years
You're gonna be a big superstar
And I hope you keep it real