Luyện nghe bài hát Leeds Road 3am

The is over and the strings of coloured lights
are blowing crazy in the coming
One bulb comes loose, on the ground
The empty streets pick up the sound, it echoes like a gunshot
ringing through the and through the silence
trickles slowly like the feel of troubles only half washed away
Behind the wire the watchman doing nights sits beside a of screens
but not watching - gazing into the steam rising from his cup of coffee
He's locked away
Staring into the of a different world.

the top of Sandford Road, there's a parked Mondeo in the shadows
The lighting of a cigarette illuminates faces not talking, just waiting
The man in the passenger seat holds the phone to his ear
listens to a voice giving the details
While in the back the boy the long hair
stares out through the glass into the dark streets
and into the light of a different

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