Steven Wilson - Luminol Lyrics
Here we all areBorn into a struggleTo come so farBut end up returning to dustOxfam (?) and tipsy's headlaces undoneHe has no truck with idle chatwork to be doneThe songs he learned from scratched LPsStops him mid-flow to sip his teaThe chords he plays with lesser graceSongs we all knowEach passing year etched on his faceSun, rain, and snowThe words he sings are not his ownWe speak of things he'll never know