《Flat Of Angels Part 2》歌词

[00:00:00] and now for the second part of the fourth part late night tale stories

[00:00:03] flat of angles

[00:00:05] written by simon cleary

[00:00:06] and read by me benedict cumberbatch

[00:00:10] is there any more drink around here?

[00:00:11] do you have any?

[00:00:13] its alright, i haven’t been to bed yet

[00:00:14] i’m not drinking in the morning!

[00:00:17] i swear i had a couple of…

[00:00:20] no i think i had them before i headed out last night.

[00:00:25] i sometimes feel like i am in the 1980s

[00:00:27] or perhaps it's part of my mom's fault watching esatenders

[00:00:30] with my family lying back on the green velour sofa

[00:00:33] looking out at the sodium lights of the a505

[00:00:36] hands fiddling with the glass on the tarnished aluminium of

[00:00:39] the secondary double glazing thinking imagining romantic futures

[00:00:44] set out for me by songs

[00:00:47] from top of the pops twisted by lyrics of genesis

[00:00:50] starry starry nights

[00:00:53] paint your pallid blue and grey

[00:00:55] red and gold

[00:00:57] are royal colors

[00:00:59] yeah, yeah

[00:01:00] industrial state

[00:01:03] instead

[00:01:06] anyway, like i say, it was great

[00:01:08] i was waiting in the corridor, to go to the toilet,

[00:01:09] standing right in front of the door.

[00:01:11] it opened, and this girl was standing there.

[00:01:14] i was a little shocked, hadn’t expected it, and jumped a little.

[00:01:17] she did the same thing a second later, smiling.

[00:01:21] i tilted my head left, about to speak, and look sympathetic,

[00:01:24] and she tilted her head right.

[00:01:26] i raised my right hand, she raised her left.

[00:01:27] i put it back by my side, straightened my head,

[00:01:30] and she did the same.

[00:01:33] “i’ll be your mirror.” she said.

[00:01:37] nothing else existed for a second there, i felt calm, and wanted no more.

[00:01:46] then some chump who had slunk up the corridor goes

[00:01:51] “awww, that is so cute!”

[00:01:53] i barged past her and slammed the door,

[00:01:55] shot the lock across,the handle fell off.

[00:02:00] this can’t actually have happened.

[00:02:03] she is only 28.only.

[00:02:09] what are we doing with our lives?

[00:02:11] why are we carrying on like this?

[00:02:13] for god’s sake, why don’t we grow up?

[00:02:17] pretending we are hip,

[00:02:18] throwing our bodies around the room,around the town,

[00:02:21] projected on cheap mdma and ciders with ice, our shadows are long.

[00:02:28] they slip over the horizon, grow thinner,

[00:02:30] and disappear only the all-encompassing shadow of night takes over.

[00:02:36] that is greater than any of us.

[00:02:41] then morning comes, and it goes away.

[00:02:45] it peels the film from eyes,

[00:02:47] sparks cells into action,

[00:02:49] and eventually resurrects those who have avoided it.

[00:02:53] it says here is a day

[00:02:56] do with it as you will.

[00:02:59] i am back, but she…

[00:03:10] i’m well up for keeping the session going

[00:03:13] why did i even come back here?

[00:03:15] god knows.

[00:03:17] i’ll give her a call,

[00:03:17] see what she’s up to.

[00:03:18] we could swing down the talbot for a few cures.

[00:03:20] its ringing.

[00:03:21] oh nooo… what happened?

[00:03:21] i think that…

[00:03:22] hey! where did you get to last night?

[00:03:25] fancy a bloody mary at the talbot?

[00:03:26] give us a call when you get this!

[00:03:29] no. she wouldn’t move.

[00:03:34] i think i lied next to her.

[00:03:38] i lied.

[00:03:41] we had that methlathyl-whatever when i got out of the toilet.

[00:03:45] she had given that bloke the heave-ho.

[00:03:47] i can’t even remember her face.

[00:03:50] just the strange flock texture on the wallpaper behind her in the corridor,

[00:03:53] the magnolia paintwork,

[00:03:54] the sick yellow light from a bare bulb,

[00:03:57] and decades of greasy black hand marks by the top of the stairs.

[00:04:04] her eyes were…

[00:04:07] black.