The Hoosiers - iTunes Live : Berlin Festival [live] (2008) by The Hoosiers (보컬) on maniadb.com

to moonn6pence from shootingstar





Hypnotised by mirrors
You should look out your window
Beneath cracked panes of ice
A sky's on fire
Drowned by the screams of decadence
A call to arms
Too busy working out to
Work it out

It's not gonna matter what you chose
It's too late when everything goes

Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark

It's creeping up on you
It knows your name
All that you left behind
Will never be the same
It's come for all that you hold dear
She starts to cry
And here's a song to break your heart
You're looking in the dark

But I can't see
It's getting light
In the night we made mistakes

Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark

Would you leave yourself alone?
If everything goes dark
Would you lighten up your tone
Once everything goes dark
Everything goes dark
Everything goes dark

Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark

Everything goes dark

Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ark
Da-yayaya-ooh

to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)




Everything you love turns to dust,
You'd make more of it but you felt rushed
By all that's periphery
You held tight but on the contrary

The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it
The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it

You'd kill for answers but then learn to live with questions
who, what, why, how and if
I'll sit back detatched tear out your hair
Oh but on the contrary

The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it
The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it

Everyone you love turns to dust
You'd jump off the edge but you felt pushed
By all that's unnecessary
You tread but your off on the wrong foot

The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it
The trick to life is not to get to attatched to it

Don't look your life passed you by
Cos your too attatched to it

to mooonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)




I need you to reach me
Teach me how to love
I need you to reach me
Teach me how to love

'Cos I must have got it wrong
If I had love then it's gone
I've been living without it for oh so long
And that's the way it goes
I suppose

Made enough mistakes
Between two of us to sing this thing
We're still clinging on for life
Made enough mistakes
Between two of us to sing this thing
We're still clinging on for life

I need you to reach me
Teach me how to love
I need you to reach me
Teach me how to love

Must have got it wrong
If I had love then it's gone
I've been living without it for oh so long
And that's the way it goes
I suppose

Made enough mistakes
Between two of us to sing this thing
We're still clinging on for life
Made enough mistakes
Between the two of us to sing this thing
We're still clinging on for life

And I must have got it wrong
If I had love then it's gone
I've been living without it for oh so long
And that's the way it goes
When your head but can suppose
And instead of answers
It's full of 'I don't know's
And that's the way it goes
I suppose

People are puppets, held together with string.
There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him, as he asked me to pray to the god he doesn't believe in.
Time and again boys are raised to be men: impatient they start, fearful at end.
But here was a man mourning tomorrow.
He drank, but finally drown in his sorrow.
He could not brace up his tension.
He looked in the wrong place for redemption.
Don't look at me with those eyes; i tried to unheave the ties: turn back the time that drew him.
But he couldn't be saved: a sadness runs through him, through him.
Time and again boys are raised to be men: impatient they start, fearful at end.
But here was a man mourning tomorrow, who drank, but finally drown in his sorrow
He could not brace up his tension.
He looked in the wrong place for redemption.
Don't look at me with those eyes; i tried to unheave the ties; turn back the time that drew him.
But he couldn't be saved: a sadness runs through him, through him.
Don't look...Don't look...Don't...Don't
Don't look at me with those eyes; i tried to unheave the ties: turn back the time that drew him.
But he couldn't be saved, no, he couldn't be saved: sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him, sadness runs through him

Put up your barricades
There's money to be made
Continue your charade
Money to be made
What you're asking for means the world to me
You draw close as you whisper precisely
Precisely
Your safety is assured,
Behind those eggshell walls
Of yours
You're safety is assured,
Behind those eggshell walls
Of yours
Friends and family fly by on wings of faith
Faithlessly I don't recognise a face
Not a single face
Take this sorry soul
Made enough of a mess on my own
On my own
Put up your barricades
There's money to be made