译文: 随想. 随机存储器.
for These Random Memories... We're contrived of nothing as candid as a photograph When all I hear are bold faced lies honesty rings from you laugh (muted) These Random Memories
, scenes and random memories Things I might have said Some of them are clear but none of them involving Those beside my bed I thought the golden years
I get a call on a random afternoon I pick it up and I see that it's you Like my heart you were breaking the news You say it's over, it's over, it's over
The presence of angels A pall of thick smoke On this table spill memories Deceptions and jokes Down on this beach From the irish sea The lusitanian Goes ... Memories
-fact-fusion Engulfed chaotic interlude, obscure vision When the sick mind is left to rule... Confusion grows, thoughts intertwine Memory is a blur in
want the person inside me To be someone I'd recognize If he was in your eyes So I'm waiting, contemplating Relocating a faded image in my thoughts But the memories
to ration my thoughts To help quicken this sloth driven day As I wait, my joints slowly stiffen They're warning me that something is nearing Disaster... Disaster... Hailstorm... Memories
here Nowhere to turn Obsessive yearning Compulsive burning Still never learning Insane random thoughts of neat disorder Scattered wasteland surrounding me Tattered memories
the day I can recall that My thoughts were outstanding and sage There was no black Staining the walls of my memories Now there's a haze pushing me sideways
We have a random on the west side Personality malfunction He says, "I can't give you anything at all Just a room with a bad view of you" He sent a letter
they tell. It's not a thought when all this ends well. And it's too late to take down. And it's too late to kill these thoughts. When all this ends well
you Computer brains, what can you do? Break out, break out, break out Are you a user or being used, has your memory been abused? Take random samples
I can recall that, My thoughts were unclouded and sage There was no black staining the walls of my memories Now there's a haze pushing me sideways And
Back in the day I can recall that, my thoughts were unclouded and saint There was no black state in the walls of my memory Now there's a haze pushing
the day, I can recall that My thoughts were unclouded and sage There was no black staining the walls of my memories [Simone:] Now there's a haze pushing
Nowhere to turn Obsessive yearning Compulsive burning Still never learning Insane random thoughts of neat disorder Scattered wasteland surrounding me Tattered memories
We have a random on the west side Personality malfunction He says I can't give you anything at all Just a room with a bad view of you He sent a letter
