Текст песни Ice Machine - Single Version - Depeche Mode

Running through my head secretly
The shouts of the boys in the factory
I ring you on the telephone silently
Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom scene

The darkroom scene
Darkroom scene

A letter, once composed
Seven years long and as tall as a tree
Reading on the wall
Emissions, efficiency

Efficiency
Efficiency

Resurrect
As a feeling
On my window
Of a past reunion

Resurrect, as a feeling
On my window of a past reunion
Vision of a picture like the city
And the air we breathe

The air we breathe
Air we breathe

She stood beside me once again
I knew her face
We met before in the street
Recalling all the children dancing at our feet

The dancing feet
Dancing feet