Editors - No Sound But The Wind (acoustic) | Текст песни

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We can never go home, son
No longer have one
I'll help you carry the load
I'll carry you on my own
We walk through the ash,
And the charred remains of our country
Keep an eye on my back
I'll keep an eye on the road

Help me to carry the fire
To keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
This road won't go on forever

If I say shut your eyes
If I say look away
Bury your face in my shoulder
Think of a birthday
The things you put in your head
They will stay here forever
I'm trying hard to hide your soul, son
From things it's not meant to see

Help me to carry the fire
To keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
This road won't go on forever

If I say shut your eyes
If I say shut your eyes
Bury me in surprize
When I say shut your eyes eyeeezzzz ahhhh
Oh oh oh
oh oh oh ooohhh

Help me to carry the fire
To keep it alight together
Help me carry the fire
This road won't go on forever

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