Letter From Hiro Lyrics

Letter From Hiro lyrics

I think it was Thursday,

I think it was late, 

1930 - Eight.

Got a letter from Hiro, 

but left out the date

He said he was
waiting

for an outbreak.

Took a look in the mirror,

should
have been me.

But there was nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing,

nothing to see.

I draw apart the curtains,

trying to look
downstairs

It was utterly futile,

so I combed my hair

-CHORUS-

but all the kids in the factory say

my letter from Hiro
came too late



communication, keeps me out of touch.

the
sense means nothing,

well nothing much,

like the sign on the door,


too hard to see too soft to touch,

the age of reason,

is out
to lunch.



but all the kids in the factory say,

my letter from
Hiro, came too late

too late, too late, too late



9 o'clock in
the morning,

sun rising in my head, 

and I'm not quite sure if I'm
just insecure

or if the problem is simply that we don't understand

about the guns and the crossfire, 

and the social disease.

and
while the sun was rising somewhere in the east

and then a "frag" meant
more to Hiro than to me



And all the kids in the factory say,

my letter from Hiro came too late.



BGN