, it stayed blue And stirred his red coat heart to this strange engine This love, this love This love, this inconvenient Blind, blood-diamond, this puzzle This love, this blind, blood-diamond This
blue pain Fades to a point where it doesn't fade It stayed Blue Stirred his red coat heart to this strange engine This love This love This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond This
Oversættelse: Marillion. Denne Strange Engine.
grind of travelling This is the never ending show All over the world in eighty days Head in a blur of information What kind of a man could live this
if only, if only, if only And the salt water runs Through your veins and your bones Telling you no not this way, not this way, not this way And you
wonder if we'll wait in vain For one fine day Life is strange It can seem you're high and dry Turn around You find there's nothing in this world you
catches singing loud The memory of water Your taste is blood and ecstasy But I must drink you all alone You're freckled like a speckled egg A dove, but this
I've been feeling kind of down and loose Like a Rosicrucian pope Head down deep in the womb of time Carrying a message of hope My hands steady as
There's a price you have to pay An accident of gender An accident of birth That holds me to this point of view This time and place on earth This
I'm the man of a thousand faces A little piece of me in every part I take I hold the tape for a thousand races A different point of view in every speech