New Model Army - LS 43

Tekst :

Busted out to the halfway house
At the top of Undercliffe Road
You and me and your motorbike
In the ice and drifting snow
3 a.m. and empty, the city ours alone
And laughing through the trails of frozen breathing

I swore to you that I could fly
If you only let me go
Holding on as we leant over
the edge of Baildon Moor
And far beneath the shadowed lands
The rocks and shapeless dark
And all that space for us to fall in
And all I could feel was myself falling…

Neon weekends and madhouse nights
And so much time to taste
We built monuments to the things we loved
Then laid each one to waste
All in suicidal vengeance
Screaming ’justice justice now’
As across the burning bridges we thundered

Now all the rooms at the Inn are taken
By those wiser than us
We’re still driving for the sunset, love
And then on into the dusk
Because all the dreams were meaningless
And impossible to touch
But we’re still crazed enough to drive for ever
I swear that I can stay awake forever

Inne utwory

  • A liberal education
  • Big blue
  • All of this
  • Modern times
  • No rest
  • Over the wire
  • Trust
  • Heroin
  • No sense
  • Brave new world
  • Adrenalin
  • Ambition
  • Notice me
  • Frightened
  • Curse
  • Christian militia
  • R&R
  • Sunset
  • Whirlwind
  • I love the world
  • Courage
  • 125 M.p.h.
  • Ten commandments
  • Refugee
  • Burning season
  • Western dreams
  • Spirit of the Falklands
  • Whites of their eyes
  • Waiting
  • Killing
  • Freedom
  • My people
  • Lullaby
  • Sky in your eyes
  • Losowe utwory

    In the morning

    Sometimes I watch you while you re sleeping
    So amazed at how pretty you are
    I wonder what it is you re dreaming sometimes
    Where your mind goes and just how far

    Is it me that makes you smile when dreaming
    Or could it...

    Yo te dire

    Bésame
    Tan extraño es
    Tienes el sabor
    De lo equivocado.
    Debe ser
    Que desde hace un mes
    Todo entre los dos
    Se nos ha mezclado.
    Y ahora es como si recién te conociera.
    Eres fresca y en el viento
    Te haces brisa cuando llegas.
    Yo te diré lo que podemos hacer
    Amémonos a escondidas, nena.
    Estemos dónde nadie esté.
    Hagámos de nuestro amor
    El secreto...

    Comes love

    Comes a rainstorm
    Put your rubbers on your feet
    Comes a snow storm
    You can get a little heat
    Comes love
    Nothing can be done

    Comes a fire
    Then you know just what to do
    Blow a tire
    You can buy another shoe
    Comes love
    Nothing can be done

    Butterfly

    In my mother s house
    there s a photograph
    of a day gone past
    always makes me laugh
    There s a little girl
    wary of the world
    she got much to learn
    get her fingers burned
    an infinty
    between you and me
    coz we re family
    said that i d be fine
    give me all your time
    and I left your side
    like a...

    Quereme

    Una tarde, un té frío, una espera,
    y esta casa buscando tu presencia,
    te espero entre los discos,
    los libros y la radio,
    te espero como siempre te he esperado.

    Quereme... como la tierra quiere al agua,
    quereme... como en el mar esa mañana,
    quereme... que las disculpas se han perdido,
    como perdida estoy sin vos, y tengo...