
Date of issue: 23.07.2012
Song language: English
Gaslight |
The wheels are turning |
Broken machinery |
It grinds below us |
And all around I see |
The crooked ceiling |
The old familiar halls |
The dirty paper |
That’s covering the walls |
The shattered staircase |
The bed I’m bleeding in |
We’ve tried to fight this |
But we can never win |
And in the gaslight that brings both life and death |
If it’s like last night this could be my last breath |
And so I hold tight to any hands I see |
But nothing’s alright they’re always watching me |
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home |
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home |
He takes my picture |
Although I don’t know why |
His hands are shaking |
Although I see him try |
To look collected |
He thinks it doesn’t show |
We are connected |
But what he doesn’t know |
Is when the guard comes |
To take me away |
I will be tortured |
Until the break of day |
And in the gaslight that brings both life and death |
If it’s like last night this could be my last breath |
And so I hold tight to any hands I see |
But nothing’s alright they’re always watching me |
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home |
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home |
He’s at the window |
He’s always looking down |
As we are beaten |
How can this fucking town |
Not know what’s happening |
To all their little girls |
They’ve got the Pirate |
They’re cutting off her curls |
And she is screaming |
They won’t leave her alone |
And I am dreaming |
Of joys I’ve never known |
At least I’m breathing |
At least I have my wits |
But when the cart comes |
Who’s buried in the pits |
Below my window |
I hear a horse go by |
And in the next cell |
An inmate starts to cry |
We try our best though |
To quiet down the fuss |
We know tomorrow |
It could be one of us |
And in the gaslight that brings both life and death |
If it’s like last night, this could be my last breath |
And so I hold tight to any hands I see |
But nothing’s alright; |
they’re always watching me |
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home |
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home |
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home… |
Name | Year |
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Hoof and Lap / The Devil's Carnival ft. heidi shepherd, carla harvey, Brea Grant | 2015 |
Prick! Goes the Scorpion's Tale | 2015 |