[00:00.000] 作词 : Gridlink[00:00.461] 作曲 : Gridlink[00:00.922]The phone shudders, tab the ringer mute[00:02.748]The annual reopening of wounds[00:04.398]Of a heart poured into the desert[00:06.190]And its address book of ghosts[00:08.309]Turn and walk away from the crater lip[00:10.135]And hope the desert dries your heart[00:12.064]Pat the ground flat and then close the door[00:13.431]From inside the burning mirage[00:15.679]The desert does not remember[00:16.994]The desert does not care[00:20.994]I can only see this moment[00:23.683]Through a veil of flames[00:26.589]As I cut away at the filaments[00:29.273]That tie me to others lives[00:32.089]It was someone else's loss[00:34.695]And has nothing to do with me, now[00:43.601]Aphasic thunder flickers behind a long flat of grey[00:50.710]Swirling dazzles of amber spin crumbling memories