paroles de chanson Slip Away - Lloyd Cole

No longer harbor
To escapist design
I propose an exit strategy
Could you let it go?

A simple loss of traction
On an empty road
More than likely
Sleeping at the wheel
And then again

In it's current condition
Sustained disrepair
I'd say this house
Is falling down

Ripe for torching, then
A single cigarette falls
From a sleeping hand

And softly, softly, softly
I will slip away
And fade until I assume
Complete transparency

Softly, softly, softly
I will slip away
And then into the ether
Where I belong