Mark Lanegan - One Way Street ('Field Songs', 2001) | Текст песни

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• Mark Lanegan
• One Way Street ('Field Songs', 2001)

The stars and a moon aren't where they're supposed to be,
For the strange electric light it falls so close to me.
Love, I come to ride high on that seasick rolling wave,
And you know that I am just trying to get out.
Oh the glorious sound, oh the one way street,
But you can't get, can't get it down without crying.

When I'm dressed in white send roses to me,
I drink so much sour whiskey, I can't hardly see.
And everywhere I've been there's a well that howls my name
From the one tiny sting to that vacant fame.
Oh the deafening roar, remember that's called a one way street,
And you can't get, can't get it down without crying.

Mystery's a sigh you can't get out,
In a psychotropic light you can't get out.
Love, I come to ride high on that seasick rolling wave,
That's the way that I fall trying to get out.
Oh the glorious sound of the one way street,
And you can't get, can't get it down without crying.
Oh the deafening roar, it's called the one way street.