歌词
Frozen by the forward speed,
I'm running from the outside world,
Making tracks from zone to zone,
Nowhere left to call my own,
Always burning up the miles,
Real events just pass me by,
Locked inside my limousine,
See my face behind the screen ...
Something living ...
There's something living,
Living in my limousine.
One hand on the steering wheel,
I'm listening to the dynaflow,
Counting moments in my mind,
Like a traveller in time,
Passing fields of clouds and trees,
Water gardens in the rain,
Sculpted by velocity,
Everything appears the same.
Something living ...
There's something living,
Living in my limousine.
专辑信息
1.Banal
2.Living In My Limousine
3.Vertical Games
4.Disposible
5.False Alarms
6.White Sounds
7.Decline And Fall
8.Life Runs Out Like Sand
9.A Kind Of Loving
10.Do You Dream In Colour
11.U.H.F.
12.Quit Dreaming And Get On The Beam
13.Living In My Limousine (Remix)
14.Youth Of Nation On Fire
15.Birds Of Tin
16.Be My Dynamo
17.Love In The Abstract
18.Rooms With Brittle Views
19.All My Wives Were Iron
20.Mr Magnetism Himself