The Green Office And The Dark Desk Drawer

Song	The Green Office And The Dark Desk Drawer
Artist	Age of Silence
Album	Acceleration

	作曲 : Lazzare
	I found it hidden in the very core of the city
	The building didn't do it justice, but then again no building would
	The office door ajar and the letters D.I. on everything
	It was empty when I arrived but the thick, damp air told me
	That someone had been there only minutes ago
	The room was painted in different shades of green
	All matching the colour of the flow
	And the interior, Spartan as it was, seemed to
	Underline the fact that this company was all about
	Control, direction and blatant satisfaction
	I saw invoices everywhere, and a thick mahogany table
	Covered with yellowed pieces of paper - they were lists, and it finally occurred to me
	- this was an administrative center for the P&S of our modern world
	"Such a fetid web of pretence!"
	It lay in the bottom of an old ashtray,
	Yellow and worn as the others, but somehow different.
	Two dates - one I knew and one I didn't.
	Both were passed, the second one very recently.
	I lifted the paper, folded it and slid it into my back pocket
	Then I left.
	Fundamental change - turn the direction of the breeze by force, crank it up to a storm
	Of the breeze by force, crank it up to a storm

	zuò qǔ : Lazzare
	I found it hidden in the very core of the city
	The building didn' t do it justice, but then again no building would
	The office door ajar and the letters D. I. on everything
	It was empty when I arrived but the thick, damp air told me
	That someone had been there only minutes ago
	The room was painted in different shades of green
	All matching the colour of the flow
	And the interior, Spartan as it was, seemed to
	Underline the fact that this company was all about
	Control, direction and blatant satisfaction
	I saw invoices everywhere, and a thick mahogany table
	Covered with yellowed pieces of paper they were lists, and it finally occurred to me
	this was an administrative center for the P S of our modern world
	" Such a fetid web of pretence!"
	It lay in the bottom of an old ashtray,
	Yellow and worn as the others, but somehow different.
	Two dates one I knew and one I didn' t.
	Both were passed, the second one very recently.
	I lifted the paper, folded it and slid it into my back pocket
	Then I left.
	Fundamental change turn the direction of the breeze by force, crank it up to a storm
	Of the breeze by force, crank it up to a storm