歌詞④

推測航法

Shovel over my shoulder

Body in the back of the truck

Spare tire in the shape of a donut

Stranded at the cemetery


It don't have to be that way

It don't have to be that way

And it's not a metaphor

It's not a metaphor

When I say "dead reckoning"


Burned a hole in the back of my wallet

Spare change for the ferryman

Cash only

Out of service

Who would've thought the first time would be the worst


It don't have to be that way

It don't have to be that way

And it's not a metaphor

It's not a metaphor

When I say "dead reckoning"

片っぽ靴下


Tumbled in the dryer spin
Round and round the socks begin
But one escaped
Where did it go
To a land that no one knows

Oh the last sock
Where do you hide
Lost in the shadows
Taken by the tide
Oh the last sock
Are you free
Or are you lonely
Just like me

Once a pair
Now torn apart
A threadbare love
A missing heart
Did you fly
Did you roam
Did you find a better home

I search the basket
I search the floor
Behind the couch
Through every drawer

Oh the last sock
Where do you hide
Lost in the shadows
Taken by the tide
Oh the last sock
Are you free
Or are you lonely
Just like me

Maybe there’s a secret place
A sock dimension
A cosmic space
Where all the singles gather 'round
To dance and laugh without a sound