作词 : Elena Marco
作曲 : Elena Marco
I was wondering how many other stories
How many other names with mine sharing the same pocket
Worn out jeans carrying intact dreams of mileage
So, how many spins already to your kiss counter
I’m not claiming anything, you charming prince of fools
I’m aware I never asked you to take me with you
I will have to name some of these socks
My pair of lucky ones
I may have to stab my neighbour’s tyres
Make sure that I can’t come back
My fears distract from ahead towards my past
Dreams that fade like the heat on the mattress
But others stay, they won’t go away until
You’ve paid for them
There’s this tax for even imagining
And then the price when you store them back into the closet
‘Cause every disappointment shortens your lifetime
And with every hesitation your soul waters down
I will have to name some of these socks
My pair of lucky ones
I may have to stab my neighbour’s tyres
Make sure that I can’t come back
My fears distract from ahead towards my past
Well, I can still tell the prow from the stern
And I know salty water is not good for human thirst
And about you, well, it’s a
Marbled-sized world
Maybe fortune will take us back to the same harbour
Once more