steven wilson – luminol lyrics

here we all are
born into a struggle
to come so far
but end up returning to dust

(?) and tipsy’s head
laces undone
he has no truck with idle chat
work to be done
the songs he learned from scratched lps
(?) to (?)

the chords he plays with lesser grace
songs we all know
each p-ssing year etched on his face
sun, rain, and snow
the words he sings are not his own
we speak of things he’ll never know

- steven wilson lyrics