The Little Hands of Asphalt - Fitzcaraldo

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  • Опубликовано: 2 дек 2024

Комментарии • 5

  • @Nannawho1
    @Nannawho1 12 лет назад

    Whenever I'm sad this song will cheer me up and I just feel like dancing when I hear it!

  • @Ingis96
    @Ingis96 12 лет назад +1

    Nice song :)

  • @jhali
    @jhali 12 лет назад +1

    @toace You can grow old and stay forever young inside as well

  • @goraretu6
    @goraretu6 11 лет назад +1

    Please, I need the lyrics. I can't find them in Google.

  • @TheNonibb
    @TheNonibb 7 лет назад

    The Little Hands of Asphalt - Fitzcaraldo
    I’ll tell you how it tends to start
    We pack our guitars
    Plunge into the night
    With our knitwear and hungry hearts
    Few are ever words (?)
    And bury all your question marks
    The sequence words you’ve called your own
    Or life postponed (?)
    When our skills were honed
    We lived on furnets(?) and student loans
    Now you’re frozen to the bone
    But you’re not travelling alone
    We’ve got to drag this ferry across the land
    ‘Cos of course, we need a plan
    Take every opportunity
    Get paid scraps from the middle man
    And I love you
    But remember this
    You belong to the city tramps
    When everyone comes telling you
    Crawl back into the van
    And so your half hour arrived
    And in the crowd tonight
    the kids are still alright
    While you’re just dust in the spotlight
    Dancing side to side
    the fans are keeping you alive
    So I trace your steps through the layer of snow
    Fell after we parked (???)
    You’re still the child of a first marriage
    But at least you’re making marks
    And I love you
    Gonna tell you twice
    Before we disembark
    Just wait until tomorrow dear
    For now you’ve got my remarks
    Keep them on your lips
    diagnosis or a kiss
    we wait for something
    but we still don’t know what it is
    let’s explore
    just shut the door