Nurikabe Songtext
von Cameron Smith

I′d like to fall into the wind
And be where it lays me down again
With this blood in my sweat
And with this sweat in my hands
You know I can't tell you where I′ve been

Oh my troubles are like leaves in the Fall
And most of them are my own fault
Some days it feels like I'm being
Worked to death
Some days I hardly work at all


Looking into a glass for help
I found I cannot help myself
To the hopes and ambitions
That I had working in the kitchen
Now I'm living on a dying dream

Watching water that′s pouring in the sink
I′m always thirsty for another drink
But if I get one all I'll think of
Is where to find the next
How much is enough? It′s always more for me

Oh I wish I could pick a theme
Something common and unique
Something modern and classic
Maybe some kind of mask
Is exactly what I need


Forgive me, oh forgive me please
Cause I don't know why I speak
Oh, I guess all I meant was—
No, I′ll shut up
Cause I've had too much again it seems