Текст песни Depeche Mode — Ice Machine [live]

Running through my head secretly
The shouts of the boys in the factory
I ring you on the telephone silently
Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom scene

The darkroom scene, darkroom scene

A letter once composed
Seven years long and as tall as a tree
Reading on the wall
Emissions, efficiency

Efficiency, efficiency

Resurrect
As a feeling
On my window
Of a past reunion

Resurrect as a feeling on my window
Of a past reunion
Vision of a picture
Like the city and the air we breathe

The air we breathe, air we breathe

She stood beside me once again
I knew her face
We met before in the street
Recalling all the children dancing at our feet

The dancing feet, dancing feet

The ice machine, ice machine
The ice machine, ice machine
The ice machine, ice machine
The ice machine, ice machine