[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:03.27]"Flat of Angles" [00:04.50]Written by Simon Cleary [00:05.94]And read by me Benendict Cumberbatch [00:10.10]I just can't access my thoughts [00:11.33]Or put them into words [00:12.26]I think now my brain recycle been awaiting deletion [00:16.86]Still no reply to my text, I send to its ... [00:19.26]Oh, let me see [00:24.60]She hasn't texted to me in response [00:26.79]To my imploring, longing, yearning message [00:29.34]full of wiring sudden grief [00:31.05]Thus, morning!（escalation mark） [00:33.42]How are you [00:34.32]I enjoyed our journey in the dark so can't wait this night!（escalation mark） [00:39.12]Back at my place, looking forward to the gig tonight [00:41.73]what time can you get there? [00:42.96]Where is Rhythm Factory?（escalation mark） [00:44.82]Have a great day! [00:47.55]Kiss. [00:49.74]As many questions as possible all crying out for response [00:52.68]surface lightness, reflective even [00:55.17]Asking after, referring to events our showing her I'm thinking of her [00:58.74]The kiss bow [01:00.99]That was contemplative for a good five minutes although we held hands briefly [01:05.01]Near McDonald's on the Earl's Court Road last night [01:06.90]I don't know that was to forward the kiss, too presumptuous now [01:11.81]But, her touch, sent a clean electric impulse through me [01:17.21]up my arm, into my brain [01:20.84]It cuts through the K, the sodium light [01:24.81]the rain I longed to protect her from my arms [01:29.96]Now he's check of the message this phone results [01:32.33]and a little clutch of pain somewhere of the sanity is heart [01:38.51]The snails are climbing all over the wall in my bathroom [01:43.14]There is a bush outside the window [01:44.55]when it rains if I've left the window open [01:47.24]which I need to, sometimes [01:49.85]They crawl in [01:52.36]The iridescent tracery they leave on [01:54.50]Unknown journey sparkles in the bob light [01:58.34]I take a Tesco-bag glove and gather them, [02:01.42]bundle them out the window. [02:08.19]My time spend with you before the war. [02:14.24]She said she was going to Spain, hoped it wouldn't rain, [02:16.58]heard it wouldn't rain. I wanted to go too, [02:18.53]she said she was a solo traveler, [02:20.48]it was her rule, [02:21.38]she goes on journeys alone. [02:23.30]With plenty to read. [02:24.77]I recommend some books, so that perhaps a thought of me would go with her. [02:27.38]Perhaps I am the only thought she had. [02:29.09]Or more probably, she never thought of me, as I did of her. [02:33.24]I wanted to say these things, [02:35.55]but there was always a wall around me, [02:37.71]I could never tell people how much they meant to me. [02:39.72]I could tell others how much I hated some people, [02:41.73]but could never even tell a friend I appreciated their company [02:44.91]until I'd had 10 cans, then it would descend into a stereotypical drunken [02:49.08]“You're my best mate, you are.” [02:53.89]So we opened that bottle of absinthe, and sat on the couch. [02:57.37]I knocked a copy of The Face onto the floor, [03:00.65]cleared away a few cans with my boots. [03:02.64]We turned to face each other there, [03:05.16]and my knee touched hers. [03:09.70]I looked at our knees together, [03:12.07]hers at the top of the black leather boots, hidden in grey woollen tights, [03:16.45]with little bobbles on them. [03:20.52]Her knee moved imperceptibly away, [03:24.04]but I felt it. [03:26.69]I looked up to her face [03:27.89]as she said “Drink a shot with me, and look me in the eye as you do.” [03:31.48]We did. [03:35.66]and feel the effect of the alcohol, [03:38.19]but her eyes gave me a warm glow, [03:42.72]I was swallowed by them, [03:43.71]as she swallowed the green liquid. [03:50.62]I couldn't get enough. [03:54.53]We did it again and again. [03:58.10]Rinse, then repeat. [03:58.52]As needed. [04:02.56]Well, we were fabric for a drama bass night [04:05.47]we were about to bow about four [04:07.42]Just getting our coats, when we and Tim getting some sorts of trouble with the coat room attendant, he lost his ticket [04:12.25]She said "we'd have to wait until the end to get the coat [04:15.19]So we had to sit outside by the meat market, in the freezing cold [04:19.30]At least wear our coats [04:21.49]Until 8, when it was finally over [04:24.98]Tim with his only coat hanging around in the middle of this desert [04:28.04]And then Tim, put his hand, in his jeans' pocket and pulls out a sweat rubbish ruffled ticket [04:34.22]saying "I had it all along" [04:37.43]Doug, saw this, he just screws his hands up into his face [04:41.57]forces them to his side [04:43.58]shaking, grating his teeth, groaning [04:46.94]moving off slowly, muttering "fu~~~XX" [04:49.10]Oh no, my number will be on her phone. [04:55.72]They'll know. [04:56.32]I need to get round there and delete the calls. [05:04.34]So it [05:10.82]Out of the strong, came forth sweetness. [05:14.05]It says that on the tins of Lyle's Golden Syrup. [05:18.25]Have you ever noticed that? [05:19.40]It has a picture of a lion, dead, [05:21.47]surrounded by bees, buzzing around, [05:23.06]and feasting on the lion's innards. [05:24.80]It is from a Biblical story, [05:25.91]someone was going somewhere, [05:26.96]saw the lion dead in the sunshine, [05:28.70]and carried on. [05:29.69]On his way back,the bees had started to form a hive within the lion, [05:33.26]and were creating honey. [05:35.89]Hence out of the strong... [05:40.72]I have enough here to join her, to join the lion. [05:45.99]I can't walk around the block once more, again. [05:49.87]I've been doing that for years, and I have never escaped. [05:58.10]I don't even know why I'm doing it. [06:01.67]I'm going nowhere, like those snails, except out the window. [06:06.40]The streets are full of mercenary eyes. [06:12.03]Veins full of evil serum. [06:15.65]90 degrees from window. [06:16.67]Right down to its gables. [06:26.50]You've been listening to Late Night Tales [06:28.96]Music and stories worth staying up for.
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:03.27]"Flat of Angles"
[00:04.50]Written by Simon Cleary
[00:05.94]And read by me Benendict Cumberbatch
[00:10.10]I just can't access my thoughts
[00:11.33]Or put them into words
[00:12.26]I think now my brain recycle been awaiting deletion
[00:16.86]Still no reply to my text, I send to its ...
[00:19.26]Oh, let me see
[00:24.60]She hasn't texted to me in response
[00:26.79]To my imploring, longing, yearning message
[00:29.34]full of wiring sudden grief
[00:31.05]Thus, morning!（escalation mark）
[00:33.42]How are you
[00:34.32]I enjoyed our journey in the dark so can't wait this night!（escalation mark）
[00:39.12]Back at my place, looking forward to the gig tonight
[00:41.73]what time can you get there?
[00:42.96]Where is Rhythm Factory?（escalation mark）
[00:44.82]Have a great day!
[00:47.55]Kiss.
[00:49.74]As many questions as possible all crying out for response
[00:52.68]surface lightness, reflective even
[00:55.17]Asking after, referring to events our showing her I'm thinking of her
[00:58.74]The kiss bow
[01:00.99]That was contemplative for a good five minutes although we held hands briefly
[01:05.01]Near McDonald's on the Earl's Court Road last night
[01:06.90]I don't know that was to forward the kiss, too presumptuous now
[01:11.81]But, her touch, sent a clean electric impulse through me
[01:17.21]up my arm, into my brain
[01:20.84]It cuts through the K, the sodium light
[01:24.81]the rain I longed to protect her from my arms
[01:29.96]Now he's check of the message this phone results
[01:32.33]and a little clutch of pain somewhere of the sanity is heart
[01:38.51]The snails are climbing all over the wall in my bathroom
[01:43.14]There is a bush outside the window
[01:44.55]when it rains if I've left the window open
[01:47.24]which I need to, sometimes
[01:49.85]They crawl in
[01:52.36]The iridescent tracery they leave on
[01:54.50]Unknown journey sparkles in the bob light
[01:58.34]I take a Tesco-bag glove and gather them,
[02:01.42]bundle them out the window.
[02:08.19]My time spend with you before the war.
[02:14.24]She said she was going to Spain, hoped it wouldn't rain,
[02:16.58]heard it wouldn't rain. I wanted to go too,
[02:18.53]she said she was a solo traveler,
[02:20.48]it was her rule,
[02:21.38]she goes on journeys alone.
[02:23.30]With plenty to read.
[02:24.77]I recommend some books, so that perhaps a thought of me would go with her.
[02:27.38]Perhaps I am the only thought she had.
[02:29.09]Or more probably, she never thought of me, as I did of her.
[02:33.24]I wanted to say these things,
[02:35.55]but there was always a wall around me,
[02:37.71]I could never tell people how much they meant to me.
[02:39.72]I could tell others how much I hated some people,
[02:41.73]but could never even tell a friend I appreciated their company
[02:44.91]until I'd had 10 cans, then it would descend into a stereotypical drunken
[02:49.08]“You're my best mate, you are.”
[02:53.89]So we opened that bottle of absinthe, and sat on the couch.
[02:57.37]I knocked a copy of The Face onto the floor,
[03:00.65]cleared away a few cans with my boots.
[03:02.64]We turned to face each other there,
[03:05.16]and my knee touched hers.
[03:09.70]I looked at our knees together,
[03:12.07]hers at the top of the black leather boots, hidden in grey woollen tights,
[03:16.45]with little bobbles on them.
[03:20.52]Her knee moved imperceptibly away,
[03:24.04]but I felt it.
[03:26.69]I looked up to her face
[03:27.89]as she said “Drink a shot with me, and look me in the eye as you do.”
[03:31.48]We did.
[03:35.66]and feel the effect of the alcohol,
[03:38.19]but her eyes gave me a warm glow,
[03:42.72]I was swallowed by them,
[03:43.71]as she swallowed the green liquid.
[03:50.62]I couldn't get enough.
[03:54.53]We did it again and again.
[03:58.10]Rinse, then repeat.
[03:58.52]As needed.
[04:02.56]Well, we were fabric for a drama bass night
[04:05.47]we were about to bow about four
[04:07.42]Just getting our coats, when we and Tim getting some sorts of trouble with the coat room attendant, he lost his ticket
[04:12.25]She said "we'd have to wait until the end to get the coat
[04:15.19]So we had to sit outside by the meat market, in the freezing cold
[04:19.30]At least wear our coats
[04:21.49]Until 8, when it was finally over
[04:24.98]Tim with his only coat hanging around in the middle of this desert
[04:28.04]And then Tim, put his hand, in his jeans' pocket and pulls out a sweat rubbish ruffled ticket
[04:34.22]saying "I had it all along"
[04:37.43]Doug, saw this, he just screws his hands up into his face
[04:41.57]forces them to his side
[04:43.58]shaking, grating his teeth, groaning
[04:46.94]moving off slowly, muttering "fu~~~XX"
[04:49.10]Oh no, my number will be on her phone.
[04:55.72]They'll know.
[04:56.32]I need to get round there and delete the calls.
[05:04.34]So it
[05:10.82]Out of the strong, came forth sweetness.
[05:14.05]It says that on the tins of Lyle's Golden Syrup.
[05:18.25]Have you ever noticed that?
[05:19.40]It has a picture of a lion, dead,
[05:21.47]surrounded by bees, buzzing around,
[05:23.06]and feasting on the lion's innards.
[05:24.80]It is from a Biblical story,
[05:25.91]someone was going somewhere,
[05:26.96]saw the lion dead in the sunshine,
[05:28.70]and carried on.
[05:29.69]On his way back,the bees had started to form a hive within the lion,
[05:33.26]and were creating honey.
[05:35.89]Hence out of the strong...
[05:40.72]I have enough here to join her, to join the lion.
[05:45.99]I can't walk around the block once more, again.
[05:49.87]I've been doing that for years, and I have never escaped.
[05:58.10]I don't even know why I'm doing it.
[06:01.67]I'm going nowhere, like those snails, except out the window.
[06:06.40]The streets are full of mercenary eyes.
[06:12.03]Veins full of evil serum.
[06:15.65]90 degrees from window.
[06:16.67]Right down to its gables.
[06:26.50]You've been listening to Late Night Tales
[06:28.96]Music and stories worth staying up for.
