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Description
It smells of faded letters and cigarette smoke that no one ever finished smoking. Everything in the air is like something out of an old film - soft, a little dusty, with dialogues that ended long ago but for some reason still echo in your head. Love here is not a feeling, but an archaeological find: when you dig through your memories and find a piece of us, seemingly intact, but already lifeless.
The world is cracking from the unspoken, from ‘do you remember?’ and ‘what if then...’, but it still holds on - on inertia, on music, on the habit of a foreign voice. It seems that they both know that the end has already happened, but the sound has not yet caught up with the image. And in this moment between what was and what is no longer, there is a strange beauty - quiet, like rain, when you want to open the window, but you know you'll get wet.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I know you know, it felt just like a joke
I show, you don't, and now we're talkin'
I know your ghost, I see her through the smoke
She'll play her show and you'll be watchin'
And if history's clear, someone always ends up in ruins
And what seemed like fate becomes "What the hell was I doin'?"
Babylon lovers hanging lifetimes on a vine (ooh)
Do you miss mine?
Do you miss us, us?
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Us (us), us (us), us (us)
I know you know, it felt like somethin' old
It felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleedin', so
It felt like what I've known, you're 29 years old
So how can you be cold when I open my home?
And if history's clear
The flames always end up in ashes
And what seemed like fate, give it ten months
And you'll be past it (you'll be past it)
Babylon lovers hanging missed calls on the line
I gave you mine
Did you mind? Us, us
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Us (us), us (us), us (us)
That night, you were talking false prophets and profits
They make in the margins of poetry sonnets
You never read up on it, shame, could've learned somethin'
Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you, how ironic
The curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle
You're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical
You (you) plus (plus) me (me) was
Us, us
Us
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Mistaken for strangers
The way it was, was
The pain of, the reign of
The flame of us, us
The outline, well, sometimes
Do you miss us, us?
The best kind, well, sometimes
Do you miss us?
English translation
I know you know, it felt just like a joke
I show, you don't, and now we're talkin'
I know your ghost, I see her through the smoke
She'll play her show and you'll be watchin'
And if history's clear, someone always ends up in ruins
And what seemed like fate becomes "What the hell was I doin'?"
Babylon lovers hanging lifetimes on a vine (ooh)
Do you miss mine?
Do you miss us, us?
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Us (us), us (us), us (us)
I know you know, it felt like somethin' old
It felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleedin', so
It felt like what I've known, you're 29 years old
So how can you be cold when I open my home?
And if history's clear
The flames always end up in ashes
And what seemed like fate, give it ten months
And you'll be past it (you'll be past it)
Babylon lovers hanging missed calls on the line
I gave you mine
Did you mind? Us, us
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Us (us), us (us), us (us)
That night, you were talking false prophets and profits
They make in the margins of poetry sonnets
You never read up on it, shame, could've learned somethin'
Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you, how ironic
The curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle
You're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical
You (you) plus (plus) me (me) was
Us, us
Us
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Mistaken for strangers
The way it was, was
The pain of, the reign of
The flame of us, us
The outline, well, sometimes
Do you miss us, us?
The best kind, well, sometimes
Do you miss us?