Arctic Monkeys - crying lightning

카페 근처에서 마법을 연습하는 그와의 대화 속에서 그의 독특한 취미와 과거 이야기에 매료된다
나는 그를 만날 준비를 하면서 여러 가지 변명들을 생각하지만, 그의 강렬한 존재감은 나를 끌어당긴다
결국, 그의 자신감과 독특함이 나에게 깊은 인상을 남기고, 만남이 불가피하게 느껴진다

Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed
On the last of your pick and mix
Said, "You're mistaken if you're thinking
That I haven't been called cold before"
As you bit into your strawberry lace
And then offered me your attention in the form of a gobstopper
It's all you had left and it was going to waste
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called Crying Lightning
And how you'd like to aggravate the ice-cream man
On rainy afternoons
The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on its way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never looked like yourself from the side
But your profile could not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out like you'd never lost a war
And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw