[00:00.00] 作词 : Richard Dawson[00:01.00] 作曲 : Richard Dawson[00:39.93]I'm in the hall on the phone,[00:43.47]Jen's in her room watching Neighbours,[00:47.55]Dad's in the bath whistling,[00:51.81]Mam's on the sofa reading yesterday's paper.[00:58.29]When suddenly the house is lit to every corner[01:04.65]by a stupendous burst of all-seeing light[01:12.99]The bolt left its cloud,[01:17.10]scribbled miles down[01:21.90]an empty page of heaven,[01:26.61]landed on our roof,[01:29.52]leapt from room to room,[01:34.74]and vanished with a deafening boom.[01:49.14]Diminished chord of panicked screams,[01:53.46]a smell in the air like chlorine,[01:57.66]Cacophony of barking dog and burglar alarm,[02:01.80]A scorch-mark in the centre of my trembling palm.[02:06.90]I stare bewildered at the telephone hanging from the wall,[02:14.76]now a flower of charred and twisted beige.[02:23.28]It was only a wrong number -[02:36.72]I'd just hung up the call.[02:37.20]That was so close. You were so close.[02:45.15]I almost recognised your voice.