paroles de chanson Your Life on Magnetic Tape - The Russian Futurists

If I still wrote songs this one would be about you
Called, "How I Spent My Days in Mazes Without You"
In labyrinths of synths and cold and pulsing patterns
When you sing, the rings of Saturn spin

If I could write books this one would be about you
How I spent my summer lost without you
We spent a month in bed, and you know what's strange?
We woke up and everything had changed!
And now it's time to assess
What we're to do with this mess
And I hear your heart through your chest
It sounds like Morse code signalling S.O.S

It's your life wrapped up on magnetic tape
And it's a symphony, sounds you can't escape
Each one represents a portion of the past
The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass

And you can just admit it
This love is parasitic and
This heart clings on like a leech
While you keep yours just outside of reach
When I'm remembering you
One photograph wouldn't do
Through research here's what I found
Two vibrating hearts produce a sound

It's your life wrapped up on magnetic tape
And it's a symphony, sounds you can't escape
Each one represents a portion of the past
The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass

It's your life wrapped up on magnetic tape
And it's a symphony, sounds you can't escape
Each one represents a portion of the past
The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass