Текст песни Wall Plug - Tamar Eisenman

The wind burst through the door
Something might fall out the window
I might be that thing, if I'll give up my strings
So I write these words
I write them close
So they'll be warm
I wish I knew how to play the flute
Then my mouth will be busy to sing these last words
From me to the world
I'm up I'm down
I'm in the middle between success and disaster
The burned wall plug I won't fix
The dirty floor I won't clean
They'll come in and see
This house was never mine
Even so, a part of me was born here and the other part just died
I'm up I'm down
I'm in the middle between success and disaster
The wind burst through the door
Something might fall out the window
I might be that thing
If I'll give up my strings
So I write these words
I write them close
So they'll be warm
I wish I knew how to play the flute
I'm up I'm down
I'm in the middle