Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fireworks Night, artist - New Model Army. Album song Carnival (Redux), in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 19.11.2020
Record label: Союз Мьюзик по лицензии earMUSIC
Song language: English
Fireworks Night |
All the mistakes that I have made |
All the things I should have seen but I looked away |
All the things we should have shared that we kept to ourselves |
All the things that we shared we should have kept to ourselves |
And I guess it’s the modern way â€" the phone call that comes |
Flying out of a blue autumn day and suddenly everything |
Goes so and quiet and soon everyone seems to be alone |
With their own thoughts And now it’s as if I’m standing |
Beneath a torrent of falling water, feeling things I don’t |
Want to feel, remembering things I don’t want to remember |
But we said what we said and we made what we made |
And so I say the things I have learned to say |
Thankful for words that can be used |
We were both like waves not able to break |
Rolling and turning and turning and rolling |
But still not able to break |
And I’m numb, I’m numb like when you’ve been driving |
So fast for so long that it feels as if you’re hardly |
Moving at all, my body rigid with tension, my sould all |
Wound up like a twisted ttree, the way we used to be when |
We sang of passion and justice and faith was easy and |
Celebrated in a ritual of curling smoke, arms all raised up |
Towards the lights… |
And we said what we said but we made what we made |
And so by now you’ll be further on that I ever went; |
and is |
It still painless? |
Do you get to float and look down and do |
All of that? |
Tonight would be as good a night as any. |
You’ll see the city alive like a great resting animal |
Lying in the lea of the hills and the moorland and |
Breathing little patterus of fire out into the cold dark |
Coming of winter. |
And I’m warming my back against |
The heat of a bonfire â€" like the ones you so loved so build |
And I’m thinking about it all â€" and I’m sorry and Im not sorry |
Our time was made up of confused emotiongs and little |
Whirlwinds and all that stuff we coulnd’t really talk about |
But most of all it was sealed in sacred moments like these |
And then it was gone… |