Текст Kings Of Convenience – My Ship Isn’t Pretty

The telegraph gave us hope
Before was the silence and the panic it brought
The sky was the blankest sheet
We drew lines upon it

Boys of today write lines on walls
in the streets at night
in suburbs of cities with no name
is this destruction or just quiet protest
against loneliness

the cargo lies in our laps
they’re weight is so heavy
and this is all we know
our message will need a ship
to travel across oceans
that can’t otherwise be crossed

it undulates on the waves
and cautions the water so we can be safe
it undulates on the waves
then cautions the water so we can be safe