Frontline - Lost in Translation текст песни

Текст песни Lost in Translation - Frontline



I promise, if you spoke with
Me, I'd talk with you, I'd listen
I'd try to tell you, help you
Understand, but words are missin'
I don't know how to
Translate the way I feel so it
Shows, so you know
That we're lost alone
Funny relationship, five years my senior, my
Closest sibling by age, the reality is neither
One of us knows how to communicate or, even if we
Love or hate each other, fuck knows how we feelin', man
Would you care if I stopped breathin'? Would you greive?
If you could speak to me, how different would things be?
It used to be just me and you so much, who would believe
Twelve years down the track, that you'd barely share a room with me?
And that's on both of us, I guess we get uncomfortable
Ignore you in the hall like, man, I've had enough of you
Ignore me at the table like you had enough of me
And there's only so much silence a bond can suffer through
'Til we barely brothers, dude, a lifetime of bein'
Stuck with you, it just amazes me to think our grudges grew to
This, cold, barely acknowledge you exist
Minus what I look like, you don't even know who this is
Likewise, for me, your baby brother, your
Mother's youngest son, family ties come undone
Runnin' from that past when I could express, when I could
Still talk to you, man, when did we stop? I forget
Regret it, but my demeanour says I don't, your
Demeanour says you don't, we could change, but we won't, 'cause the
Distance of this language barrier is there, and the
Stubborn pride seems to be the only thing we share
I promise, if you spoke with
Me, I'd talk with you, I'd listen
I'd try to tell you, help you
Understand, but words are missin'
I don't know how to
Translate the way I feel so it
Shows, so you know
That we're lost alone
I see the frustration in that look of despise
That look in your eyes, it's sufferin' you disguise
Sufferin' that you hide, between you and I
Behind that angry face, make like I am erased
State you're a man that way, and I can't blame you at
All, hold against you at all, I hate that that hand was gave
To you instead of someone else, why not someone else? It
Could've been, would've been, should've been someone else
Guess I'm just selfish, all I want is my brother's help
And I'm just helpless, can't help through my brother's hell
I can't giveth what God taketh away, and all I can
Can give ain't nothin' that you wanna take anyway
And that's the problem, ain't outstretchin' my hand, because you
Can't accept, don't wanna feel like less of a man, don't want my
Help, don't wanna feel I got the best of you, man, 'cause little
Brother should look up to you and envy you, man
Depend on you to stand and protect him, command his respect, and your
Feelin' that that ain't happenin' has the hardest effect, that's why you
Gotta act tough with me, be hard for respect, and then, our
Hands speak, resolvin' arguments with our fists, what's sad
Is the anger is the only feelin' we communicate
Not the pain behind it that causes me or you to break
With our hands, is there somethin' that me or you could say?
If there is, then maybe we should talk, before it's too late
I promise, if you spoke with
Me, I'd talk with you, I'd listen
I'd try to tell you, help you
Understand, but words are missin'
I don't know how to
Translate the way I feel so it
Shows, so you know
That we're lost alone
The irony is thick that I could be most honest here
On a song, simply 'cause it's somethin' that you'll never hear
That I could fear just tellin' you alone worse than
Puttin' it on paper and recordin' it for the whole world
Takes more courage to say it to you, the say the truth
I'm a coward, scared to admit my failures to you
If I could take it back, I could, man, I wouldn't forget
How to speak to you for good man, I wouldn't forget
To think I used to be embarassed 'cause my brother's different
Man, who the fuck was I to think that I was any different?
Any more normal wasn't half of a man, 'cause real
Men stand up, they are proud of their fam, are there for
Their fam, won't leave 'em, care for their fam, and David
Isn't there, I symbolised everything that isn't fair
But now, I see this blessing wasn't just for me to use, we
Speak without ears, I was put here to hear for you
I promise, if you spoke with
Me, I'd talk with you, I'd listen
I'd try to tell you, help you
Understand, but words are missin'
I don't know how to
Translate the way I feel so it
Shows, so you know
That we're lost alone



Авторы: David Keith Dallas, Nicholas James Maclaren


Frontline - Borrowed Time
Альбом Borrowed Time
дата релиза
23-09-2005




Внимание! Не стесняйтесь оставлять отзывы.