[00:00.00] 作曲 : David Smith, Phil Hodgson[00:22.21]Redlight flickers in the dark[00:27.02]Throwing her electric shapes on the screen[00:31.74]A world of tiny colored spots[00:36.34]A world lacking that final dimension[00:41.45]And he watches, over tables and drawers that aren't his[00:46.16]He watches her flicker, illuminate, glance down at him from mounted on the wall[00:51.33]He watches because he trusts it[01:01.05]He trusts the walls without pictures and the surfaces without photographs[01:02.16]He trusts the sound of a zip over that of a door[01:05.60]He trusts the lock and key not being his[01:09.50]And the faceless cards that would let anybody in if they chose[01:15.03]Because he chose[01:19.96]She speaks only in silence[01:24.87]Without words, her mere presence is a sound[01:29.93]A dull hum that is there but not[01:34.04]She is only redlight[01:35.80]While he is emptiness[01:39.33]A card with a printed name[01:44.14]An unsigned dotted line[01:48.54]An empty mini bar[01:53.40]A forgotten badge crumpled on a forgotten lapel[01:58.63]But he has redlight every night[02:02.98]Redlight, wallpaper and minty breath[02:08.03]Because in the morning she is always gone[02:12.40]And then he has to ABC 1 his way to the car with a smile[02:17.53]And he will find foreign roads[02:22.29]And speak to static with a finger in his ear[02:27.17]He will find painted smiles that don't sign[02:31.58]And cheap wit cards to be crumpled in his wallet[02:36.63]He will drink spirits from paper cups[02:41.27]He will drink and laugh at the third dimension of the bar[02:45.97]And let the bar staff read his name to feel at home[02:50.72]He will find all of this and nothing else[02:56.01]He will find it and he will trust it[03:00.42]He will find it and he will trust it[03:05.27]He will find it and he will trust it[03:09.86]Because there is redlight in every turnoff on his road.