歌词
[Intro] [Verse] Dust on the shelf I keep to myself Between the aisles of Mars And the dying stars You walk through the door I stare at the floor Your vintage band tee Is looking at me [Pre-Chorus] My heart is a drum Trying not to stay numb You pick up a book I steal a quick look It’s Philip K. Dick The tension is thick [Chorus] Neon dust and yellow notes Hidden in the quotes Are you real or just a dream? In a silver screen Tell me what you mean With your cryptic ink I’m right on the brink [Post-Chorus] Yellow notes In the quotes Cryptic ink On the brink [Verse] Page eighty-nine A crooked line “The future is blue” Is that a clue? You leave it behind To mess with my mind I check every spine To see if you’re mine [Pre-Chorus] My heart is a drum Trying not to stay numb You pick up a book I steal a quick look It’s Philip K. Dick The tension is thick [Chorus] Neon dust and yellow notes Hidden in the quotes Are you real or just a dream? In a silver screen Tell me what you mean With your cryptic ink I’m right on the brink [Bridge] Analog hum in my head Everything you never said Is written on the flyleaf Bringing me a sweet relief Staccato strings on the guitar I wonder who you really are [Verse] You reach for the top I wish you would stop And ask for the price That would be nice But you just pay cash And leave in a flash With a Martian tale And a paper trail [Chorus] Neon dust and yellow notes Hidden in the quotes Are you real or just a dream? In a silver screen Tell me what you mean With your cryptic ink I’m right on the brink [Post-Chorus] Yellow notes In the quotes Cryptic ink On the brink [Outro]
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