Текст песни Any Man's Ballad (Michael McGuire) с переводом

In the milk of the morning into the traffic’s panicked pace,

Thru the lens of the windshield; a blank stare face, Enough caffeine running

thru your veins to blow up a bridge,

An endless stream of red tail lights disappearing over the ridge.

Almost here; almost there,

Halfway home; halfway to nowhere.

Mind is drifting as body stutters than syncs to automation,

Eye to eye with the idiot-brow of civilization,

The objects in your memory like reflections in a side view mirror,

But agonizing the moments doesn’t make the future any clearer.

Almost here; almost there,

Halfway home; halfway to nowhere.

Lie awake and the whole world lies awake with you; sleep and the world sleeps,

Private wealth at the expense of public health; he owes what he reaps,

Now the rain and the road at dusk are fused into this kind of aching

blue-beauty,

And the driver studies the weather’s blur of destiny and duty.

Almost here; almost there,

Halfway home; halfway to nowhere.

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