Four horses pull a carriage through an empty street
And though the day is cold & still they are not
breathing They make no sound at all
As easily as water finds its way to ground
They bleed into the brick and are gone
And I have seen what I have seen as I fall
Like a whisper in the dome of St Paul
The drowning man's forgot what he's called
But he illuminates our town for us all
Walk up the narrow staircase from the balcony
And at the top go out and grip the golden railing
The view from up here really takes your breath away
You step out of of your skin and you're gone
So follow me down to the riverside, honey
We can pack our bags and take all our money
We can fly away, we can fly away
Take me down to the railway tracks
We can cross the bridge where the sun sets, baby
We can fly away, we can fly away
Take me down, take me down
Fly away, fly away
The day is cold and still and there's no reason
To make a sound at all
As easily as water finds its way to ground
And I have seen what I have seen as I fall
Like a whisper in the dome of St Paul
The drowning man's forgot what he's called
But he illuminates our town for us all
Sometimes I get tired of waking up on my own,
And sometimes I feel like I want to go home,
But the cars they keep on driving,
Down a road that doesn’t seem to end.
So we’re following arrows and the flight of the crow,
Living wide screen but what good is it though,
When life gets narrower the further you go,
Suns set before they rise.
It’s there in the shadows where nobody goes,
It’s there in the dark but what good is it though,
It’s a vanishing point on a shimmering road,
And there when I close my eyes.
Sometimes its hard to know the way to go,
When the waters rise around you,
And the fire rages down below.
So we’re following arrows and the flight of the crow,
Living wide screen but what good is it though,
When life gets narrower the further you go,
Suns set before they rise.
It’s there in the shadows where nobody goes,
It’s there in the dark but what good is it though,
It’s a vanishing point on a shimmering road,
And there when I close my eyes.
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
Cos we’re bullets and we’re fired from shotguns flying through birthdays and new years,
Yeah we’re rolling stones but the moss keeps growing round our hearts and our eyes and our ears,
Cos we’re bullets and we’re fired from shotguns flying through birthdays and new years,
Yeah we’re rolling stones but the moss keeps growing round our hearts and our eyes and our ears.
So we’re following arrows and the flight of the crow,
Living wide screen but what good is it though,
When life gets narrower the further you go,
Suns set before they rise.
It’s there in the shadows where nobody goes,
It’s there in the dark but what good is it though,
It’s a vanishing point on a
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Well there’s a river that runs through Glasgow
And makes her but it breaks her and takes her into the parks
And her current just like my blood flows
Down from the hills, round aching bones to my restless heart
Well I would swim but the river is so wide
And I’m scared I won’t make it to the other side
Well God knows I’ve failed but He knows that I’ve tried
I long for something that’s safe and warm
But all I have is all that is gone
I’m as helpless and as hopeless as a feather on the Clyde
Well on one side all the lights glow
And the folks know and the kids go where the music and the drinking starts
On the other side where no cars go
Up to the hills that stand alone like my restless heart
Well I would swim but the river is so wide
And I’m scared I won’t make it to the other side
Well God knows I’ve failed but He knows that I’ve tried
I long for something that’s safe and warm
But all I have is all that is gone
I’m as helpless and as hopeless as a feather on the Clyde
Well the sun sets late in Glasgow
And the daylight and the city part
And I think of you in Glasgow
Cos you’re all that’s safe, you’re all that’s warm in my restless heart
We are bitter losers, snarling through our smiles
We’re the lost boys, in the supermarket isles
We’re Christmas dogs, dumped by the side of the road
Confused, we will run for miles
We are road rage
We are stone age
We are wild
We are busted light bulbs, in a backstreet neon sign
We’re the shaking gun, in a service station line
We’ll drink though we’re drunk,
We’ll sink though we’ve sunk
We’re fucked but we say that we’re fine
We are rampage,
Missing back page’s in our spine
We long, for journeys and the roadside
We long, for starlight and the low tide
Yeah, we long, for fairy tales and firesides
And oh,
We are coffeehouse cynics,
Too righteous, too rigid to believe
Disappointed romantics,
Scraping the heart’s from our sleeves
We’re the toothless drunk,
We’re the ageing punk
Yeah, we are Adam,
We’re the apple and we’re Eve
We are beggars with shiny pennies, on our knees
We long, for sunlight on the hillsides
Yeah, we long, for yesterdays and hindsight
Oh, we long, for fairy tales and firesides
And oh,
Yeah we long for carnivals and fairground rides
Oh, we long for journeys and the roadsides
Oh, we long for fairy tales and firesides
Cut through the silence
I'm shaking
I'm ready but I'm still waiting
Everything is coming back around
I'm praying
I'm lying
Like I've never done anything else
Emptiness is all I find
When I.....
See through the eyes of my mind
I can't tell you anything
About the early hours
I'm sober now
Don't ask me how
Used to have endless day
It never felt, like it felt when I felt it
For the first time with you
And you know I wouldn’t lie
Now I’m standing by the fountain
And I’m counting all the sunken coins
Maybe they know what it’s like
To be a stain on your shirt
And a hole in your jeans
To be a speckle of dirt
On your dress so clean
Because I give you my all
But you give nothing to me
So go on, do what you like
You never meant what you said
But you said it 'cause you’ve had one or two
And I know that’s what you’re like
Now I’m standing by the wall, feeling small
As you’re working the room
And I know that he’s your type
With his tight fitted shirt
And his designer jeans
Well you treat me like dirt
I treat you like a queen
You have the time in the world
And not a second for me
So go on
You took me to the party
I don’t know anybody
But I’ll wait for you
Yeah you left me here alone
And you’re not answering your phone
And still I’ll wait for you
Because the taxi’s just a fiver
But I'm your designated driver
And I’ll wait for you
Because tonight could be the night
when you realize this is right
And so I’ll wait for you
So no smoking, no drinking
Straight thinking 'cause
I’m driving you home
And I think your coat’s upstairs
Now I'm standing on the landing
And I’m staring through an open door
I can’t believe it's you in there
With an unbuttoned shirt
And your hands down his jeans
Well you treat me like dirt
But your hands stay clean
Because I give you my all
But you give nothing to me
So go on, do what you like
Do what you like
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Well I clung to you,
Like cat hair clings to a woollen shirt
You needed me, like a wedding dress needs dirt
The more that I wanted, the harder I squeezed
The harder I squeezed, the less you could breathe
And we sunk down to the bottom
Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
And I cried for you,
Like a widow cries at her lover’s grave
You haunted me through my stinging nights,
And aching days
The more that you struggled, the tighter the knots,
The tighter the knots, the lower we got
And we sunk down to the bottom
Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
Oh no,
‘Cause I saw divers and submarines
And I saw divers and submarines
Oh, I saw divers and submarines
Wind-screen wiper’s never gonna stop,
Never stop wiping all the snow from the top of our car,
A car that has travelled so far from our homes,
It’s never good to feel alone
But we’ve got what we’ve got
It’s friends that we’ve got in a car,
A car that has travelled so far from our homes,
It never feels good to be alone
You’re in the headlights,
Skidding out into the road
Like a deer, scared and covered in snow
Oh, you’re in the headlights,
Skidding out into the road
Like a deer, scared and covered in snow
Flakes, they fall on boxes and tins and cans
The tins and the cans that fall from bins and hands
And our hands we hold in such a hurry in a world,
That doesn’t seem to care about
Themselves or each other
Or themselves or each other,
Or sisters or mothers,
Or themselves or each other,
Or architects or brothers,
Or themselves or each other,
Or astronauts or fathers,
Or themselves or each other,
Or themselves
So, kiss me here beneath the street lights
In a lay-by, all covered in snow oh!
Yeah, kiss me here beneath the street lights
And oh, in a lay-by, all covered in snow for now
You and I, we’ve always been crows,
Hiding black wings beneath the snow
You and I, we’ve always been crows,
Hiding yellow feet beneath the snow
You’re in the headlights, darling oh!
And you’re flying out over the road, no, no
And you’re covered in snow
And oh, you’re in the headlights, darling now
You’re flying out over the road
And you’re covered in snow
