Maxïmo Park - A19 | Текст песни

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A footbridge calls out, dull metal moans
As we clamber over.
Paint is repelled and bronze grips hard
I can't touch such an ugly surface.

Two hundred and fifty miles away,
You need money to spread your wings.
Each town must bear a name,
A lasting testament to organization.

Sobbing and sighing,
The scales are falling from your eyes.

Green metal grows, towers toppling,
They tore it down before I took my picture.
A-ninteen, I can't settle down,
The same attitude engulfs this country.

My only aspirations
Were those held on an A-four printout,
But those word weren't in my repertoire,
You can't cling to a reputation.

Sobbing and sighing,
The scales are falling from your eyes.
Tossing and turning,
The truth could come as no surprise.

A continent could fall tonight
And it would have no impact on our lives.
It's okay to love the way that something looks,
Just be sure beneath it something hooks.

Sobbing and sighing,
The scales are falling from your eyes.
Tossing and turning,
The truth could come as no surprise.

A continent could fall tonight
And it would have no impact on our lives.
It's okay to love the way that something looks,
Just be sure beneath it something hooks.

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