โหลดเพลง mp3 The Ink In The Well - David Sylvian

The lights of the ashes smoulder through hills and vales
Nostalgia burns in the hearts of the strongest

Picasso is painting the ships in the harbour
The wind and sails

These are years with a genius for living

The rope is cut, the rabbit is loose
Fire at will in this open season
The blood of a poet, the ink in the well
It's all written down in this age of reason

The animals run through harvested fields of fire

The bitterness shown on the face of the homeless

Picasso is painting the flames from the houses
The sudden rain

These are years with a genius for living

The rope has been cut, the rabbit is loose
Fire at will in this open season
The blood of a poet, the ink in the well
It's all written down in this age of reason

Fire at will