Gallon Drunk - The Soul Of The Hour | Текст песни

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The ice is getting thin
And the light steals up the walls again,
You've got to break to the surface to breathe.
And you're looking for the soul of the hour
In the flickering light,
And time goes ticking by
Fire another bolt into the sky,
Into the frozen air
And the light crawls up the walls again.

And this message to a dream
And all the miles in between
Now or a hundred years ago
How would you know from this empty page?
A room within a room,
And the light steals up the walls again,

And you drop your bags down onto the floor
Your keys fall from your hands
And the look in your eye
As you realise,
And the planets they align
And the light crawls up the walls again
Crawls back up again...

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