Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

The Festival is over and the strings of lights
are crazy in the coming wind
One bulb comes loose, 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 troubles half washed away
Behind the wire the watchman doing nights beside a wall of screens
but he's not watching - gazing into the steam from his cup of coffee
locked away 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 front seat holds the phone to his ear
listens to a thin voice giving the
While in the the boy with the long hair
stares out through the misty glass the dark streets
and into the of a different world

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