[00:00.00] 作词 : Ed Tullett[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ed Tullett[00:10.89]Over the deep Manhattan squall,[00:20.46]the din of summer going long,[00:29.10]it said I was here, but it didn’t feel I’d gone,[00:39.72]open the heavens, send me home,[00:48.27]The more that I said it the less I regret it,[00:52.98]I swore I heard you murmur something,[00:57.99]in four or five days we’ll be back there again and[01:02.61]if I can’t live it, I don’t deserve to go.[01:18.06]They said we killed the Commodore,[01:27.63]but all I heard was highway roar,[01:36.39]peeling the paint from swathes of the hotel walls,[01:46.89]I missed the bleak midwinter cold.[01:55.50]The more that I said it the less I regret it,[02:00.18]I swore I heard you murmur something,[02:05.19]in four or five days we’ll be back there again and[02:09.75]if I can’t live it, I don’t deserve to[02:15.03]occupy time in the myriad lives that[02:19.80]I don’t really feel that I can[02:24.48]quantify, I could die multiple times, but[02:28.95]I’ll never truly know anyone.