Twin

Vague memories in the narrow streets of Lausanne We ran through red to the park and we swam Train tracks screaming in the dead of night Hard city light tends to swallow you whole Faint memories, corrugated hindsight Same few words and same thing repeating Plastic flowers cast across the tarmac Dogs in the ditches, dull-eyes from the fumes Oh, what empty hours you keep The waiting isn't hard, it's the let down of the words you speak Sometimes things are better left unsaid instеad Waited in the wings of the morning for you Somеtimes things are better left unsaid instead Linger if you will, we are strangers still Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Waited in the wings of the morning for you Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Linger if you will, we are strangers still Old enemies in an empty street of Lausanne Under glare of a questioning moon Gather dust and guilty time for this Oh, lover, I know how it feels Trees evergreen blinking in the car lights Took ourselves west somehow passing the time Fever dreaming in an empty pool high-walled and blue Pull us out of it sometime soon Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Waited in the wings of the morning for you Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Linger if you will, we are strangers still Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Waited in the wings of the morning for you Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Linger if you will, we are strangers still Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Waited in the wings of the morning for you Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead Linger if you will, we are strangers still