It’s time, it’s time to fake a laugh
Pretend it’s only disaster
‘ Cos silence that’s the worst of all
With your riot thoughts
And suffer, suffer on your own
Don’t make it difficult
And find somewhere, anywhere else to look
I don’t want this feeling
The trail of the summer jets streaming over
The trail of the summer jets and you’re gone
It’s cold, up there where they fly
And too bright to look for long
Parting wounds fresh for your eyes
But they’ve been there so long
And look how we just stick around
Gazing skyward
And how the movement looks so slow
But still you go
The trail of the summer jets streaming over
The trail of the summer jets and you’re gone
不甚感激。
