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Kishore Kumar Hits — John Calvin Abney - Showing Up Late текст песни

Исполнитель: John Calvin Abney

альбом: Familiar Ground

A wire shines gold
A glass lightbulb
No one's there, I keep it on
So people think I am home
Hours run slow
Pages, they blow
Endless ribbon between us now
The distance it grows
I could turn off the god-awful clock
Hold back the hands and make the numbers stop
But what good would that create?
I'd always be
Showing up late
My eyes became
Old weathervanes
Pointing down dead-end drives
Just before it starts to rain
Nothing will wait
No matter what state
The worlds in, some call it luck
While others call it fate
Fooling myself
And showing up late
Fooling myself
And showing up late
Fooling myself
And showing up and late
Oh, by the day
There's more you can say
But you don't
It's sealed away
Ain't that the way it goes?

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