Porcupine Tree - Every home is wired

Tekst :

Modem load and failsafe
Electric teenage dust
Hit the solvent keypad
Start the neural rust

Power on the highway
Data in my head
Surfing on the network
Part of me is dead

Every Home is Wired

Swimming in the circuit
Somebody has expired
This world will be the future

Every home is wired

Inne utwory

  • Trains
  • Glass arm shattering
  • Even less
  • Colourflow in mind
  • Mellotron scratch
  • Collapse the light into earth
  • Cure for optimism
  • Stop swimming
  • Buying new soul
  • Arriving somewhere but not here
  • A smart kid
  • The sky moves sideways
  • Fadeaway
  • The sleep of no dreaming
  • Sleep together
  • Wake as gun
  • Losowe utwory

    It must be tough

    Maybe you will and maybe you won t
    Maybe you care, but hey I d like to think you don t
    Maybe you re right and maybe I m wrong
    Maybe you stay up worrying about it all night long?

    Danger, there s a man...

    Sweet auburn

    Run Sweet Auburn find your face
    Anotheer crowd another place, you ain t changed a thing
    Cos you re the girl who used to smile
    Stayed up all night on the crooked mile, that s how it used to be
    But even the sweetest auburn...

    Burning up

    Down to the disco
    Everything stops
    Walking in solo
    Everyone drops

    Hey summer madness
    Totally cool
    My heart starts racing
    When i see you

    I m burning up baby
    I m burning up
    Can you feel it burning me

    My pulse is pumping
    My heart may burst

    Heal the world

    There´s a place in your heart and I know that it is love,
    and this place could be much brighter than tomorrow.
    And if you really try you´ll find there´s no need to cry,
    in this place you´ll feel there is no hurt or sorrow.
    There...

    Skąd pieśni te

    Skąd pieśni te? Skąd pieśni te?
    Czy to echo z tego świata,
    Skąd już tylko pieśń dolata,
    Że tak sercu mile brzmią
    Ukochaną mową swą.
    To rodzinna moja ziemia
    Te serdeczne dźwięki śle. (2 razy)

    Czyż wierzyć mam? Czyż wierzyć mam?
    Że te pola ukochane,
    Umajone znów zastanę;
    W...