Moving Trucks — текст песни (Bob Mould)

Tell me that youre feeling trapped in this life, thinking of moving away

You say that its all for the best, well both be better off that way

My jaw hits the floor as the words sink in

I didnt know you felt so strongly

Makes me wonder what went wrong



Trust barely drips through the sieve / and I still cant believe it

Our love fades and drifts away / stand by for the last refrain

The moving trucks are pulling up in our front yard



So this is the way that it feels / I wondered how this might feel

The sound of your voice fades away like an echo in some empty cave



The 411 in my area code has got no listing for me

All my mail sits there in the post box, it seems Ive lost the key



Coffee, it comes to a boil / the percolators making noises

No one left to blame / stand by for the last refrain

I still hear the moving trucks back up in our front yard



Today is the day I forget all about it / its over, dont worry about it

Today I can open the window / today is the day I can fly



Today I am starting the rest of my life / today, I can touch the sky

And I can leave that beeping sound of that truck behind



No moving trucks to hold me down