The Riot Before все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

The coffee spilled, an unsteady table,
Drying ring that gets darker at the edge
The sleep that lingers long in my red eyes
Creases from my bed

Still mapped along my arms and stubbled face
Contrasting sharply with the rest of the room
Where mothers sit with children

The window's a mirror when the sun is a light bulb
There's some beer in the fridge it'll help take the edge off
But if the last one was emptied out last night
Then it's a block through the rain to a well lit corner store
An ambulance wail undulates in the distance
Does not reveal the direction it travels
Will it get further away
Or drive right down this street

A scientist a golden age
Impending finitude of progression made
And the doom of knowing knowing's limits
That they could come any day
A selfish wish apply a brake
Slow the with which we fill up the page
Cause the closing of the covers colors life in inescapable gray
We have found once the friction is lifted