Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Terminal Twilight, artist - Martha and the Muffins. Album song Faraway In Time, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1987
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Terminal Twilight |
There’s a telephone ringing in an empty room |
And car brakes squealing |
Distant traffic, constant sighing |
Far-off voices mumbling |
Up above a jet plane droning |
Dogs barking, pigeons moaning |
Dishes rattling in a sink |
A screen door slams |
Someone’s laughing |
Grasses being softly trampled |
Heavy object dragged on gravel |
Children screaming |
My own heart beating |
Fighting down the panic, panic, panic! |
Shapeless silhouettes slipping |
Just out of sight |
Car headlights screaming |
Inescapable light |
Telephone voice droning |
The words can’t be right |
You were warm, even breathing |
This Sunday last night |
Lying formless faces |
Turning away |
Deaf lips fall silent |
No words to say |
If only they’d leave me |
Perhaps you might stay |
In my windowless room |
Night turns to day |
There’s a crack in my walls |
And it looks just like you |
Sometimes my sheets are the hills of Arabia |
But someone always pulls them down again |
Now I think I can hear you |
An inaudible sigh |
In the mirror I see you’re |
Inbetweening by |
And I reach out to touch you |
This must be a lie |
I call out your name |
But there is no reply |