some of us were never meant to change the world

Kings of Convenience – Scars On Land

Falldown crash steady pace and snare angels dance round the sides of your head a scramble-brain and a soft voice to keep at ease record scratching voice like, like, like footsteps echo down the hall bring me back hard sole shoes bristle and cold, reflection of the sound in the shine tile a lie to the brain a trick of the shade a day’s a day no longer than any other silver night snow slept while I wept at my window the face in the tile wished me goodnight the drama the line skewed in the light of mind gimmick flash shine upon trash tricks here and gone drone of a lovers life where there’s no love at all and I stare outside and pretend I’m all alone the gone the hope.