Letra de Windowpane (Live at Shepherd's Bush Empire, London)
Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the nightMight be waiting for someone Might be there for us to seeMight be in need of talking Might be staring directly at meInside plays a lullaby Slurred voice over children cries On the insideHaunting loneliness in the eye Skin covering secret scars His hand is waving a goodbye There's no response or action returned There is deep prejudice in me Outshines all reasons inside Given dreams all ridden with pain And projected unto the last