
Date of issue: 30.07.2020
Song language: English
A Lucid Dream |
I was there |
When the rain changed direction |
And fled to play tricks with your hair |
Overlooking them, there |
And it’s all coming back |
And you’re prowling the track |
Like a cat on the back of a chair |
And the clouds opened up |
For the aul' ones to look down |
And detail, in books, the affair |
And it’s all coming back |
And the main thing is that the rain changed |
Direction before you were there |
Ah |
I was there |
When the rain changed direction |
And fled to play tricks with your hair |
Overlooking them, there |
And it’s all coming back |
And you’re prowling the track |
Like a cat on the back of a chair |
And the bulletin board |
Was shot up like a ward full of junk |
And all kinds of despair |
And it’s all coming back |
And the main thing is that the rain changed |
Direction before you were there |
Ah-ah |
Under fallen colours gone unthrown |
Ah, you’re all prone |
To being anyone else |
Other than you? |
Are you all prone? |
Does anyone know? |
And they just wanna come to your place and see you sing |
I was there |
When the rain changed direction |
And fled to play tricks with your hair |
Overlooking them, there |
And it’s all coming back |
And you’re prowling the track |
Like a cat on the back of a chair |
And the clouds opened up |
For the aul' ones to look down |
And detail, in books, the affair |
And it’s all coming back |
And the main thing is that the rain changed direction |
I was there |
When the rain changed direction |
And fled to play tricks with your hair |
Overlooking them, there |
And it’s all coming back |
And you’re prowling the track |
Like a cat on the back of a chair |
And the bulletin board |
Was shot up like a ward full of junk |
And all kinds of despair |
And it’s all coming back |
And the main thing is that the rain changed direction |
Before you were there |
Ah |