歌词
[Verse 1]
Now he's back again
Still talking through the dust
About money, about the kids
About forty years of digging dirt
Cold coffee and collared shirts
Double threaded under dull light
When your arms won't fold
You're so sick for home
[Verse 2]
Now you're back again
Walk in through the dust
The same floor holds the same chairs
Bent backs for collared shirts
[Verse 3]
You breathed dust
[Verse 4]
Stars shine through tin on plaster
Straight arms won't stop the world
Dust hangs in the dull late light
You're so sick for home
[Verse 5]
He breathed stone
Breathe
Written by: Kowloon Walled City
