Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kingston, artist - Headstones. Album song Little Army, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 01.06.2017
Record label: Cadence, Headstones
Song language: English
Kingston |
Foolish enough to believe that I can walk back into yesterday |
Pick up a photograph, I step inside like nothing’s changed |
Little drift in the constellation |
Got a few more stars tonight |
A little drop in the overview |
Something’s changed on the horizon line |
Something’s changed on the horizon line |
Nothing left here but instinct |
A little drop in the overview |
Something’s changed on the horizon line |
Found a postcard in the basement from 1989 |
Little bit of validation |
Man I needed every line |
Angst on the planks in Kingston |
Straight out of KCVI |
Nothing left here but instinct |
All I ever had anyway |
Navigating the nonsense and all the bullshit that people say |
Maybe it’s a combination |
I’ll let those old records play |
Lost in the liner notes of a world that’s not so very far away |
Found a postcard in the basement from 1989 |
Little bit of validation |
Man I needed every line |
Angst on the planks in Kingston |
Straight out of KCVI |
And old Luther Guitar Johnson |
I remember those streets at night |
Up and down at the old Prince George |
Smoking dope from a corn cob pipe |
Smoking dope from a corn cob pipe |
Up and down at the old Prince George |
I remember those streets at night |
I remember those streets at night |
Nothing left here but instinct |
All I ever had anyway |
Navigating the nonsense and all the bullshit that people say |
Little change in the constellation |
Got a few more stars tonight |
A little drop in the overview |
Something’s changed on the horizon line |
Found a postcard in the basement from 1989 |
Gord Downie’s validation |
Man I needed every line |
Angst on the planks in Kingston |
Straight out of KCVI |
And old Luther Guitar Johnson |
I remember those streets at night |
Up and down at the old Prince George |
Smoking dope from a corn cob pipe |
I remember those streets at night |
Up and down at the old Prince George |
I remember those streets at night |
I remember those streets at night |