Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

The Festival is and the strings of coloured lights
are blowing crazy in the coming
One bulb comes loose, shatters on the
The empty streets pick up the sound, it echoes a tiny gunshot
ringing through the and through the silence
Water trickles like the feel of troubles only half washed away
Behind the wire the watchman doing sits beside a wall of screens
but he's not watching - into the steam 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 Mondeo in the shadows
The lighting of a cigarette 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
While in the the boy with the long hair
stares out through the misty into the dark streets
and into the light of a different

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