Slow down, nothing’s gonna save you
Ice-cream dripping from your spoon
Oh, but come now, you’re always telling stories
Bare-foot, walking on the moon
Wake up, and someone’s bound to tell you
Your pretty face is gone to hell
So find them, something you can trade with
Hand-make something you can sell
De las nuevas adquisiciones musicales, una canción que no conocía de David Sylvian. Muy David Sylvian-ish: musical y líricamente. Genial!
Escuchando: Where’s Your Gravity – David Sylvian