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If I still wrote songs this one would be about you, called
"How I Spent My Days in Mazes Without You"
In labyrinths of synths and cold and pulsing patterns
When you sing the rings of Saturn spin
If I could write books this one would be about you, called
"How I Spent My Summer Lost Without You"
We spent a month in bed and you know what's strange?
We woke up and everything had changed!
And now it's time to assess what we're to do with this mess
Because when I hear your heart through your chest
It sounds like Morse Code signalling S.O.S.
It's your life wrapped up on magnetic tape
And it's a symphony of sounds you can't escape
Each one represents a portion of the past
The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass
And you can just admit it; this love is parasitic and
This heart clings on like a leech, while you keep yours just outside of reach
When I'm remembering you one photograph wouldn't do
'Cause through research here's what I found:
Two vibrating hearts produce a sound!
It's your life wrapped up on magnetic tape
And it's a symphony of sounds you can't escape
Each one represents a portion of the past
The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass
"How I Spent My Days in Mazes Without You"
In labyrinths of synths and cold and pulsing patterns
When you sing the rings of Saturn spin
"How I Spent My Summer Lost Without You"
We spent a month in bed and you know what's strange?
We woke up and everything had changed!
Because when I hear your heart through your chest
It sounds like Morse Code signalling S.O.S.
And it's a symphony of sounds you can't escape
Each one represents a portion of the past
The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass
This heart clings on like a leech, while you keep yours just outside of reach
When I'm remembering you one photograph wouldn't do
'Cause through research here's what I found:
Two vibrating hearts produce a sound!
And it's a symphony of sounds you can't escape
Each one represents a portion of the past
The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass
Song Info
Submitted by
velouria On Oct 31, 2004
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Obviously, this song is about missing someone you love. I'm wondering, though, if I'm the only one who knows about Russian Futurists.
no, you're not shitbag
I always took this song as him hearing a song he wrote for a girl and missing her because of it. That's the "symphony of sounds you can't escape"...
Wish someone would post the new album's lyrics.....after it's released of course....because i'm sure no one has downloaded it already.