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  • Текст песни Tor Miller - Midnight

    Исполнитель: Tor Miller
    Название песни: Midnight
    Дата добавления: 10.06.2016 | 03:44:45
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    Jeff Buckley's Grace was playing loud as hell
    In a back of an old dive bar
    So I step outside and light a cigarette
    Taking the fumes of the passing cars
    Loud angry drunks and a few crest punks
    Fill every crevasse of Saint Mark's
    Some things have changed since back then
    But the streets are still so hard

    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT
    When New York city's lying wide awake
    Under the glow of street light
    I feel the rumble of the concrete mix
    On my head, lookout down
    Ride through the Harlem to the interstate
    And my soul reunite
    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT

    Two lovers falling in each other's arms
    Stumbling now on the high line
    Upon the bridge there's a broken heart
    Screaming to his valentine
    Two sunken eyes at the corner shop
    Tryina get a lucky for a dime
    The needle drops and the line it turns
    And then it burns one right

    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT
    When New York city's lying wide awake
    Under the glow of street light
    I feel the rumble of the concrete mix
    On my head, lookout down
    Ride through the Harlem to the interstate
    And my soul reunite
    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT

    Calling out for something
    Calling out for something true

    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT
    When New York city's lying wide awake
    Under the glow of street light
    I feel the rumble of the concrete mix

    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT
    When New York city's lying wide awake
    Under the glow of street light
    I feel the rumble of the concrete mix
    On my head, lookout down
    Ride through the Harlem to the interstate
    And my soul reunite
    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT
    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT
    In the lonely hours of MIDNIGHT

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