aşa zice cântecul ăsta de-mi tulbură apele şi mă chinui să pricep de ce:
[The build up lasted for days
lasted for weeks, lasted too long
our hero withdrew, when there was two
he could not choose one, so there was none
worn into the vaguely announced
the spinning top made a sound like a train across the valley
fading, oh so quiet but constant 'til it passed
over the bridge into the distances
written on your ticket to remind you where to stop
and when to get off]