A Heavy Abacus کے بول

Here we are bending feet In the dark before dreamless sleep Cloaks that spot, that shiver, that breeze Throws you in the dark Happiness it won't last long And this child behind stores it all The failed man's curse and the cost Of noncholance Thank you sly watchful gene A plastic life up my sleeve If you've followed this far you've realised nothing Now your world is here Watch it disappear Abacus haunting me Abacus watching me And it all plays out And it always comes around The message fades but the mess prevails You reckless thing leaving you in our hands Abacus haunting me Abacus watching me All we have is this chance called memory