Back To The Warren TRADUÇÃO - A Times Beach Crush Factor (Impressão)

Back To The Warren

here's the heart you asked for

here is the notebook in which i am stored

with the wave of an outfitness pen

in hopes you're listening

and true with doubt

i know you're all about

she's in this for herself

with little concern

for anyone else

sad lines

followed by

the outline of our bodies

on the bed in which we reside

the sweat on your cheeks

is soaked in these sheets

and kept close by at night

i hear what you're breathing

and feel what you're thinking about

here are the hands that cut you

along with the fingers that couldn't keep grip

so i fall into this bed

wondering who you're with

and the sad soft sound

of breathing the water

to let you out

i keep telling myself

this would never of worked

this could never of worked out

sad lines

followed by

the outline of our bodies

on the bed in which we reside

the sweat on your cheeks

is soaked in these sheets

and kept close by at night

i hear what you're breathing

and feel what you're thinking about

it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)

sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)

it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)

sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)

it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)

sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)

it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)

sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)

it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)

sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)

i can't count the lines we left out

sad lines (sound like a ghost)

followed by

the outline of our bodies (sounds like a ghost)

and the bed in which we reside

the sweat on your cheeks (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)

is soaked in these sheets

and kept close at night (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)

i hear what you're breathing (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)

and feel what you're thinking about (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)

sad lines

followed by

the outline of our bodies

and the bed in which we reside

the sweat on your cheeks

is soaked in these sheets

and kept close by at night

i hear what you're breathing

and feel what you're thinking about

De Volta Para a Toca

aqui está o coração que você pediu

aqui está o caderno onde estou guardado

com a onda de uma caneta fitness

na esperança de que você esteja ouvindo

e verdade com dúvida

eu sei que você está pensando em si mesma

ela está nisso por ela mesma

sem muita preocupação

com mais ninguém

linhas tristes

seguidas pelo

contorno dos nossos corpos

na cama onde residimos

o suor nas suas bochechas

está encharcado nesses lençóis

e guardado perto à noite

eu ouço o que você respira

e sinto o que você está pensando

aqui estão as mãos que te cortaram

junto com os dedos que não conseguiram segurar

então eu caio nessa cama

me perguntando com quem você está

e o som triste e suave

de respirar a água

para te deixar sair

eu continuo me dizendo

que isso nunca teria funcionado

que isso nunca poderia ter dado certo

linhas tristes

seguidas pelo

contorno dos nossos corpos

na cama onde residimos

o suor nas suas bochechas

está encharcado nesses lençóis

e guardado perto à noite

eu ouço o que você respira

e sinto o que você está pensando