Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

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

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

streets down the restaurant is empty, 3am weeknights, dead-time
The owner came here years ago and lost the dream of going home
but knows he will
In the his son sits head in hands thinks about leaving
Anywhere - just that's not here
Doesn't up or see the Mondeo passing outside
staring into the light a different world
There's a couple in a red car coming home on the inner ring
not talking or listening to the music lost in their own thoughts
The Mondeo shoots the at sixty-five
Swerves, catches the red car that spins and
upside down in a crumple of metal and shattered glass
The girl sits trapped inside watching new blood trickle down her
Turns to see her 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 light of a different
Gazing into the light of a different