Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

The Festival is and the strings of coloured lights
are blowing crazy in the coming
One bulb loose, shatters on the ground
The empty streets up the sound, it echoes like a tiny gunshot
ringing through the and through the silence
Water trickles slowly like the of troubles only half washed away
Behind the wire the doing nights sits beside a wall of screens
but he's not watching - gazing into the steam from his cup of coffee
He's locked away
Staring into the light of a world.

Near the top of Sandford Road, there's a Mondeo in the shadows
The lighting of a cigarette illuminates four faces not talking, waiting
The man in the front passenger seat holds the to his ear
listens to a thin voice the details
While in the the boy with the long hair
stares out through the misty glass the dark streets
and the light of a different world

Three down the restaurant is empty, 3am weeknights, dead-time
The owner came here years ago and never the dream of going home
but he never will
In the kitchen his son sits head in hands thinks about
Anywhere - somewhere that's not here
Doesn't up or see the Mondeo passing outside
He's staring into the a different world
a couple in a red car coming home late on the inner ring
not talking or listening to the music just in their own thoughts
The Mondeo shoots the lights at
Swerves, catches the red car spins and rolls
Lands upside down in a of metal and shattered glass
The girl sits trapped inside watching new blood down her shoulder
to see her boyfriend slumped against the dash
as a little crowd round
'Make him wake up, make him wake up' she's
'Make him up, make him wake up' and now she's pushing at him
him wake up, make him wake up'
But gone
Staring into the of a different world
into the light of a different world