Waiting for a possibility of rotation
作词:飞马流星
作曲:飞马流星
演唱:飞马流星
The rusty moon is tightening the clock's spell
The rigid spine awaits a cracking tell
The railway tracks in dreams are growing warm
The calendar's torn to the 30th of February's form
The clothesline suddenly starts a waltz dance
The second -hand on the dial takes three steps back
Wait for the gears to crush the evening's lull
Wait for the undercurrent beneath the ice to swell
Wait for an impossible possibility
Let the stuck pendulum paint the stars with glee
Wait for the hinge to free the dawn's crack wide
Wait for the hanging raindrops to fly upwards with pride
Wait for an impossible possibility
Let the frozen second -hand sprout a kite in the sky
The silent elevator is gnawing at the floors
The jammed cassette hums half a song's score
The streetlights nail the shadows on the wall
While the wind is stealing all the hands on the clock
The clothesline suddenly starts a waltz dance
The second -hand on the dial takes three steps back
Wait for the gears to crush the evening's lull
Wait for the undercurrent beneath the ice to swell
Wait for an impossible possibility
Let the stuck pendulum paint the stars with glee
Wait for the hinge to free the dawn's crack wide
Wait for the hanging raindrops to fly upwards with pride
Wait for an impossible possibility
Let the frozen second -hand sprout a kite in the sky
All stillness is telling a lie
The rusty spring starts to fry
When the world suddenly takes a side -step
Wait for the gears to crush the evening's lull
Wait for the undercurrent beneath the ice to swell
Wait for an impossible possibility
Let the stuck pendulum paint the stars with glee
Wait for the hinge to free the dawn's crack wide
Wait for the hanging raindrops to fly upwards with pride
Wait for an impossible possibility
Let the frozen second -hand sprout a kite in the sky