作词 : Geordie Greep 作曲 : Geordie Greep When the smoke clears What is left? Goodbye, goodbye You drop a kid in gasoline And give him a lit match And slap him on the ass when he lights himself aflame Like the man who pays his wife two hundred pounds to have sex 'Cause it's the only way he can come Like the girl born a princess too early or too late Who waits and waits and knows she'll never be queen What's left? What's left? The senile cat's incessant meow The children's favourite canned cow The soundtrack of an unkempt house The soundtrack of an abandoned spouse What's left? The whirring cogs of futile despair The anguish of answered prayers The writhing mass of moaning torment What's left? You lure a fly to a blazing lamp Shut the lid tight and watch it dance about till it dies Like Sirin's chimp who, when given a pen Draws only the bars of its cage Like the gown unworn Like the lawn overgrown Like the car all rust Like the lungs black with tar Like the bones black with dust Like the heart black with shame Like the eyes black with age Like the infant spinning in its formaldehyde grave Like his mouth still open, crying out to be saved What is left? What is left? What is left? What is left? I'm hiding from the government And my fictional wife From my dreams and my memories I'm hiding from my life I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you I'm hiding from my mistress And her dream sex texts I'm hiding from my family I'm hiding from the explanation Of all I've been doing wrong I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you I'm hiding from your lips I'm hiding from your mouth I'm hiding from your room I'm hiding from doubt I'm hiding from living I'm hiding from everything When did I meet you? Maybe three years ago So much has happened since You were a million fears ago So many since have taken your place A million more things to keep me awake No, I don't sleep anymore I just rest my eyes I'm running from your lips I'm running from your cries Your convulsions that crack the crust of the earth Your pantomime moans, so forced, so rehearsed You're the first I call But I hate the sound of your voice I hate the words you use The phrases you think so choice But I'd kiss you a million times if you'd only turn your head You'll never turn your head Just like me, you're not alive – you're dead, you're dead In the German Black Forest Of which I know nothing I dream you ride a black horse Back and forth, back and forth With no compass to follow Or landmark to reach You perambulate aimlessly Through nondescript trees In the nondescript forest Of which I know nothing And can't visualise Save your faint silhouette And I clutch, and it evades And I awake from the dream No, none of it's real I don't sleep – I don't sleep I wander through cavernous thoughts and regret Through nothingness Through sagas that never took place Your kiss never given And your touch never felt Your words never spoken Your gift never dealt Your lies all around Your deceit infinite I'm hiding from your never-ending torrent of shit Like the spouse happily married Who still lies alone Like the world-famous actor Still completely unknown Like the German Black Forest Of you I know nothing I know not your eyes Your skin Your stench Your sins Your arms Your hold Your heart Your folds Your nails Your grip Your grin Your tics Your sex Your shame I know only your name What's left of the lover who doesn't exist Who knows not how many fantasies involve her kiss? What's left of the dreamer Who dreams and dreams and dreams and dreams and dreams But thinks he is isn't dreaming Thinks he is free? And what of the endless, heedless ennui? Will it leave me be? No When the smoke clears, it remains, your name When the smoke clears, it remains, it remains When the smoke clears, it reigns, it reigns When the smoke clears, it's all I'll have left
[00:00.000] 作词 : Geordie Greep [00:01.000] 作曲 : Geordie Greep [00:38.420]When the smoke clears [00:43.400]What is left? [00:48.570]Goodbye, goodbye [01:08.340]You drop a kid in gasoline [01:10.630]And give him a lit match [01:13.000]And slap him on the ass when he lights himself aflame [01:17.200]Like the man who pays his wife two hundred pounds to have sex [01:22.390]'Cause it's the only way he can come [01:26.860]Like the girl born a princess too early or too late [01:32.100]Who waits and waits and knows she'll never be queen [01:37.870]What's left? [01:41.320]What's left? [01:44.600]The senile cat's incessant meow [01:49.000]The children's favourite canned cow [01:53.240]The soundtrack of an unkempt house [01:57.680]The soundtrack of an abandoned spouse [02:04.010]What's left? [02:10.650]The whirring cogs of futile despair [02:14.710]The anguish of answered prayers [02:18.390]The writhing mass of moaning torment [02:25.660]What's left? [02:34.360]You lure a fly to a blazing lamp [02:38.200]Shut the lid tight and watch it dance about till it dies [02:42.430]Like Sirin's chimp who, when given a pen [02:47.390]Draws only the bars of its cage [02:51.330]Like the gown unworn [02:54.170]Like the lawn overgrown [02:56.180]Like the car all rust [02:57.930]Like the lungs black with tar [03:00.170]Like the bones black with dust [03:02.430]Like the heart black with shame [03:03.880]Like the eyes black with age [03:05.510]Like the infant spinning in its formaldehyde grave [03:08.720]Like his mouth still open, crying out to be saved [03:11.740]What is left? [03:13.990]What is left? [03:16.520]What is left? [03:19.150]What is left? [04:34.000]I'm hiding from the government [04:37.350]And my fictional wife [04:40.260]From my dreams and my memories [04:42.990]I'm hiding from my life [04:45.830]I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you [04:55.800]I'm hiding from my mistress [04:58.160]And her dream sex texts [05:01.240]I'm hiding from my family [05:04.300]I'm hiding from the explanation [05:08.010]Of all I've been doing wrong [05:11.760]I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you, I'm hiding from you [05:16.870]I'm hiding from your lips [05:18.650]I'm hiding from your mouth [05:21.890]I'm hiding from your room [05:24.360]I'm hiding from doubt [05:27.060]I'm hiding from living [05:29.580]I'm hiding from everything [05:37.650]When did I meet you? [05:40.150]Maybe three years ago [05:42.520]So much has happened since [05:44.290]You were a million fears ago [05:48.180]So many since have taken your place [05:53.150]A million more things to keep me awake [05:57.870]No, I don't sleep anymore [06:00.370]I just rest my eyes [06:03.240]I'm running from your lips [06:04.960]I'm running from your cries [06:07.850]Your convulsions that crack the crust of the earth [06:13.310]Your pantomime moans, so forced, so rehearsed [06:18.570]You're the first I call [06:20.640]But I hate the sound of your voice [06:23.980]I hate the words you use [06:26.340]The phrases you think so choice [06:29.340]But I'd kiss you a million times if you'd only turn your head [06:34.100]You'll never turn your head [06:35.850]Just like me, you're not alive – you're dead, you're dead [06:40.360]In the German Black Forest [06:42.770]Of which I know nothing [06:44.500]I dream you ride a black horse [06:46.360]Back and forth, back and forth [06:48.610]With no compass to follow [06:50.980]Or landmark to reach [06:53.310]You perambulate aimlessly [06:56.220]Through nondescript trees [06:58.530]In the nondescript forest [07:00.580]Of which I know nothing [07:02.750]And can't visualise [07:04.810]Save your faint silhouette [07:07.420]And I clutch, and it evades [07:09.640]And I awake from the dream [07:12.110]No, none of it's real [07:14.400]I don't sleep – I don't sleep [07:16.740]I wander through cavernous thoughts and regret [07:21.140]Through nothingness [07:22.710]Through sagas that never took place [07:25.970]Your kiss never given [07:28.090]And your touch never felt [07:30.740]Your words never spoken [07:33.070]Your gift never dealt [07:35.500]Your lies all around [07:37.820]Your deceit infinite [07:40.030]I'm hiding from your never-ending torrent of shit [07:44.550]Like the spouse happily married [07:47.440]Who still lies alone [07:49.610]Like the world-famous actor [07:52.140]Still completely unknown [07:54.140]Like the German Black Forest [07:56.970]Of you I know nothing [07:59.290]I know not your eyes [08:00.990]Your skin [08:01.670]Your stench [08:02.420]Your sins [08:03.400]Your arms [08:04.720]Your hold [08:05.610]Your heart [08:06.380]Your folds [08:07.240]Your nails [08:08.470]Your grip [08:09.370]Your grin [08:10.320]Your tics [08:11.330]Your sex [08:12.400]Your shame [08:14.690]I know only your name [08:18.730]What's left of the lover who doesn't exist [08:22.920]Who knows not how many fantasies involve her kiss? [08:28.070]What's left of the dreamer [08:29.950]Who dreams and dreams and dreams and dreams and dreams [08:32.710]But thinks he is isn't dreaming [08:34.760]Thinks he is free? [08:37.150]And what of the endless, heedless ennui? [08:42.170]Will it leave me be? [08:44.680]No [08:45.650]When the smoke clears, it remains, your name [08:51.010]When the smoke clears, it remains, it remains [08:54.420]When the smoke clears, it reigns, it reigns [08:58.560]When the smoke clears, it's all I'll have left
