We Will Become Silhouettes — текст песни (The Postal Service)

I`ve got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water,

And pictures of you and i`m not coming out

Until this is all over

And i`m looking through the glass where the light bends

At the cracks

And i`m screaming at the top of my lungs pretending

The echoes belong to someone

Someone i used to know



And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go

Ba ba ba...



I wanted to walk through the empty streets

And feel something constant under my feet,

But all the news reports recommended that

I stay indoors

Because the air outside will make our cells

Divide at an alarming rate until our shells

Simply cannot hold all our insides in,

And that`s when we`ll explode

(and it won`t be a pretty sight)



And we`ll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go

Ba ba ba...

And we`ll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go

Ba ba ba...

And we`ll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go

Ba ba ba...

And we`ll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go

Ba ba ba...



And we`ll become

And we`ll become



[Thanks to pardonsheryl@yahoo.com for these lyrics]