Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

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

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

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