Song: Directions for Daylight
Viewed: 34 - Published at: 4 years ago
Artist: The Trophy Fire
Year: 2013Viewed: 34 - Published at: 4 years ago
[Verse]
Dust on my drink in the morning
A book without one dog eared page
I read the directions for daylight
They said to step out and engage
But people keep coming and going
Like ships that come in through the night
Drop off some goods on a dark pier
Then float through the fog out of sight
[Chorus]
The city is going to sleep now
And lately I've lost all concern
I felt like a fireman saying
"Let it burn"
[Verse]
I dreamt of a pub in east London
I'd been to in some other life
The jukebox it picked perfect poisons:
Air, Jets to Brazil, and The Knife
I rеalized it wasn't much different
Strangеrs through revolving doors
Beauty that's balanced in burden
And mazes of rich and of poor
[Chorus]
The city is going to sleep now
And lately I've lost all concern
I felt like a fireman saying
"Let it burn", (Burn, burn, burn)
(Let it burn, burn, burn, burn)
(burn, burn, burn, burn)
(Let it burn, burn, burn, burn)
[Chorus]
The city is going to sleep now
And lately I've lost all concern
I felt like a fireman saying
"Let it burn, Let it burn"
I get lost more than I get found lately
But I can still laugh all the time
You and me we can sift through the ashes
See what we find
Dust on my drink in the morning
A book without one dog eared page
I read the directions for daylight
They said to step out and engage
But people keep coming and going
Like ships that come in through the night
Drop off some goods on a dark pier
Then float through the fog out of sight
[Chorus]
The city is going to sleep now
And lately I've lost all concern
I felt like a fireman saying
"Let it burn"
[Verse]
I dreamt of a pub in east London
I'd been to in some other life
The jukebox it picked perfect poisons:
Air, Jets to Brazil, and The Knife
I rеalized it wasn't much different
Strangеrs through revolving doors
Beauty that's balanced in burden
And mazes of rich and of poor
[Chorus]
The city is going to sleep now
And lately I've lost all concern
I felt like a fireman saying
"Let it burn", (Burn, burn, burn)
(Let it burn, burn, burn, burn)
(burn, burn, burn, burn)
(Let it burn, burn, burn, burn)
[Chorus]
The city is going to sleep now
And lately I've lost all concern
I felt like a fireman saying
"Let it burn, Let it burn"
I get lost more than I get found lately
But I can still laugh all the time
You and me we can sift through the ashes
See what we find
( The Trophy Fire )
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