Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

The Festival is over and the of coloured lights
are blowing in the coming wind
One bulb comes loose, on the ground
The streets pick 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 watchman nights sits beside a wall of screens
but he's not watching - gazing into the rising from his cup of coffee
He's locked away
Staring into the of a different world.

Near the top of Sandford Road, there's a parked Mondeo in the
The lighting of a illuminates four faces not talking, just waiting
The man in the front passenger seat the phone to his ear
listens to a thin voice giving the
in the back the boy with the long hair
stares out the misty glass into the dark streets
and into the light of a different

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