Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blackout , by - Attica! Attica!. Song from the album Dead Skin / Dried Blood, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 17.09.2007
Record label: Red Leader
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blackout , by - Attica! Attica!. Song from the album Dead Skin / Dried Blood, in the genre ИндиBlackout |
| Twilight sharpened as I put my hood up and walked into town |
| All the streets were empty, like my stomach |
| So I had to see what I could scrounge |
| Just like… |
| Every town before |
| 'Knock Knock' at every door, no answer |
| I snuck up to their windows for a peak |
| Inside each house I saw silhouettes against the blue lights of their television |
| screens |
| And so I clibmed the hill where power stations overlooked the town |
| I found the generators, threw the switch, and shut the whole thing down |
| I turned to see hundreds of flickering blue lights die in the night |
| The darkness that followed was broken by a single candle light |
| So I descended into town |
| The candle light was multiplying now, and the silent streets were filling up |
| with townspeople, laughing |
| I asked a smiling woman if she had something we could eat |
| She thanked me for the great idea, and dashed to her home down the street |
| She soon returned, her arms full with a bounty of bread wine and cheese |
| Her neighbor winked and organzied a group, to bring tables and seats |
| And so we all sat down, and I raised a glass of wine |
| And declared a toast, to meeting these old friends for the first time |
| And someone played guitar |
| And kids banged pots and pans |
| And we all sang old songs |
| (The kind that no one can forget) |
| And then we all took turns |
| Telling our best tales |
| (The kind that start out true, but end up taller than 10 whales) |
| That’s when someone spoke up, and said «This here gathering |
| Is a neighborhood, the kind I always hoped this town would be!» |
| Right then the power came back on |
| And then the man next to me checked his watch |
| And said «Thank god, my shows are on!» |
| And so they blew their candles out |
| And hurried back to be inside each house |
| Where glowing blue lights had come back to reclaim the night |
| The smoke hung in the air, but everyone had gone |
| That was the best I’d get from this town, so I ventured on |
| Now with my belly full, I walked the empty streets |
| Between the rows of houses who’s blue lights lit up my feet |
| But much to my surprise, one house stood alone |
| It was completely dark |
| Save one candle in the window |
| I stopped and then I smiled, but I had no time to rest |
| I knew that pretty soon, I’d be hungry again |
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