Sorry About Dresden - Carthage Must Be Destroyed текст песни

Forget the phone call it was just a fluke,
Like some static running free in the air
The night was lonely,
The cable was fucked
The wine in the glass left a ring

Circumvent all the thoughts that get you mad
Lying around imagining the touch I never had
Who is the patron saint of aphasia?

I had a speech once prepared and rehearsed,
But forgot how to speak for a day
It's like an answer on the tip of your tongue,
Where the words fall apart and decay

I tried to forget by laughing
I tried to forget by drinking

Circumvent all the thoughts that get you mad
Lying around imagining the touch I never had
Who is the patron saint of dysphasia?