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 up the sound, it echoes like a tiny gunshot
ringing the damp and through the silence
Water trickles slowly 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 - gazing into the steam rising from his cup of
He's locked away
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 illuminates four faces not talking, just
The man in the front passenger seat holds the to his ear
listens to a voice giving the details
While in the the boy with the long hair
stares out through the glass into the dark streets
and into the of a different world

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