Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Lucid Dream , by - Fontaines D.C.. Release date: 30.07.2020
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Lucid Dream , by - Fontaines D.C.. 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 |