Travel 가사

Next time we walk down to the docks while welcoming morning sun Well share rations of bread with Drifters and deceivers Know I only see this hour after evenings of infamy There are thousands of you like me And you'll be so so sorry When you start to hate the sound of laughter Grinding your teeth down to powder And how rewarding is it just to be alive We could have residence in the worst prison That happens when you die and have friends to carry the casket In the saddest procession And those people say they're sorry when your soul departs But they recover oh so quick There are thousands of you like me And you'll be so so sorry When you start to hate the sound of laughter Grinding your teeth down to powder There are thousands of you like me And you'll be oh so so sorry When you start to hate the sound of laughter Grinding your teeth down to powder