Текст песни Volumes

Borrowed grapes from stores of gold

Put plastic back where metal's sold

Men in quarries connect their bomb

One two three a new Saigon

Check the bottle is it full?

Have you found which pin to pull?

Boys in shirts get dirty hands

Smoke kills seagulls on the sands

They have pages, they take ages

To read and to learn they're heavy to carry

And easy to burn
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Volumes have secrets, take them on holiday

Book them a room, save them a moment

Swallow their swoon

Pretty things all in a row

Flowers who can't seem to grow

Finding the pearls then finding the blood

Then finding the water is wood

The something I wanted has just flown by

It looked at me sideways and told me to try

I hope it's a message from someone obscure

I hope it's the man next door