Last Days Numbered On A Rotary Dial Songtext
von Gatherers

Daylight at the bottom of the well
A war cry from the trench your brothers built
A blindfold, got your number painted on (Painted on, painted on)

Break bread off the body you abide
Like snapped lead, now I′ve lost my appetite
For goodness' sake
Look me in the eye

Carrying around a candle in the thatch
Married in a gown, bible on the dash
Opera in the lazaretto halls
It′s all happening

Heart is failing, cells divide
Bells over me, waltzing to sleep
Heard you, static on the line
Broken but sweet, hesitating


Don't choke up now
Don't choke up now
I fade into
I fade into, into the walls
I fade into the walls

A slide transparency
A name in a letter misdated on glassine
It′s all over
Now

Body stumbling all the time
Hands plasticine, carry your ring
Heard you, static on the line
Broken but sweet, hesitating

Heart is failing, cells divide
Bells over me, waltzing to sleep
Heard you, static on the line
Say something sweet, hesitating