Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

The Festival is over and the 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 the damp and through the silence
Water trickles slowly like the feel of troubles only half washed
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 away
Staring the light of a different world.

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

Three streets down the is empty, 3am weeknights, dead-time
The owner came here years ago and never lost the dream of home
but knows he never
In the kitchen his son sits head in hands about leaving
Anywhere - just somewhere not here
look up or see the Mondeo passing outside
He's staring into the a different world
There's a couple in a red car coming home late on the ring
not or listening to the music just lost in their own thoughts
The Mondeo shoots the lights at
Swerves, catches the red car that spins and
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 the dash
as a little gathers round
him wake up, make him wake up' she's screaming
'Make him wake up, make him wake up' and now she's at him
'Make him up, make him wake up'
But gone
Staring into the light of a world
Gazing the light of a different world