The Slow Drug — текст песни (P J HARVEY)

Blue now is the colour

Love the drug I`m needing

Got to keep this feeling



With the headlights burning

We`re looking up for something

Answers on the ceiling



Watching out the windows

Watch the way the wind blows

Soon it will be morning



Still the question lingers

I twist it round my fingers

Could you be my calling?



See this winged boy falling

Falling out of something

Hits the drug I`m needing



Arrows that he`s turning

Need to keep this feeling

Slow drug in the morning



With the headlights burning

Looking up for something

Something that we`re needing



Still the question lingers

I twist it round my fingers

Could you be my calling?