You`re a Rose — текст песни (Fatima Mansions, The)

This is Mister Blank calling, gorgeous
from the slum which time ignores
where folks use razor blades for toothpaste
and every breath is a holy war
Were you sleeping? Do you hate me?
I`ve been dozing in the midnight sun
and I`ve solved all of my problems
Making the many into one

The Good Times are all over
I don`t care, it seems I missed them
but I miss your smile, your laugh, your snore,
your fond contempt, your faithful rage

You`re a rose
You`re a rose in a crown of thorns

You don`t mind the queues, the burning trains
The squalid, mute despair
You don`t mind deceiving lovers
You ignore the stinking air
Well, now accept you`re just a person
Not the touchstone, not the face
of the ages past, their grandeur
and the death-wish of the Master Race

The dawn sky is getting bleaker
Our demise could not be neater
and your face hangs down before me now
like a rootless flame; in awe I stare

You`re a rose
on fire
You`re a rose in a crown of thorns
Well, I think you`d better hang up on the jerk
It`s been too long, too long, too long
From now on there`s only gonna be one way
One way traffic now
The door is open, the door is open wide cos I said so...