Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ivory Road , by - King Charles. Song from the album LoveBlood, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 31.12.2011
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Ivory Road |
| You’re the nose on my bullet |
| The trigger on my gun |
| You’re the sandbank in the ocean |
| Oxygen in my blood |
| You’re the fastest of the fish |
| You’re the prickliest pear |
| You’re a chameleon in the night |
| You’re the Sahara’s sun glare |
| You’re my mind’s rest |
| You’re the strings on my guitar |
| You’re the wax in my mustache |
| The keys to my car |
| You’re the magical mermaid’s hollowed illusion |
| You cool them, fool them |
| And they hope so much |
| And you let them down |
| And you watch from your rock |
| And your heart beats fast as you watch their’s stop |
| I will keep on loving |
| 'Cos I believe in love |
| I don’t mind dying |
| If you follow me up |
| Your victory’s your defeat |
| Your head above your heart |
| Only the brave surrender |
| Death cannot tear us apart |
| Well my smile is wider |
| Than your’s when we meet |
| And the winter is colder |
| For me underneath |
| And I know that you glow |
| From the inside out |
| You can keep it for yourself |
| And I’ll go without |
| You are the fire and I’m the chimney |
| You’ll burn away and I’ll choke on your memory |
| All the words, my sense, you’re the poet to my pen |
| You’re the dream that brings the morning sadness |
| Start the day storm in my head |
| Well you’re the Oscar Wilde short stories in my bookcase |
| You’re Positively 4th Street isolated in my iTunes |
| You’re the word in the dictionary that I can’t spell |
| Can’t describe, can’t put in a sentence but use all the time |
| Your own pair of trousers look better on me |
| The boots of Spanish leather at the bottom of the sea |
| Every symbol of love that doesn’t relate to a meaning |
| Every feeling, every sensation, only real when I’m dreaming |
| I will keep on loving |
| 'Cos I believe in love |
| I don’t mind dying |
| If you follow me up |
| Your victory’s your defeat |
| Your head above your heart |
| Only the brave surrender |
| Death cannot tear us apart |
| Well I wish we were animals free of loves games |
| I wish we were snails with really big shells |
| I wish I was a lion, I’d be king of the wild |
| I’d command all the beasts to carry you when you’re tired |
| I’m the elephant in the circus |
| Oh, you’re my trainer |
| You’d never let me go |
| But if you did I would stay here |
| In love there is freedom |
| But it must be returned |
| There must be sacrifice |
| Love must be learnt |
| A donkey, a mule, a lifetime of work |
| In death he rests his head from his reins |
| No burden to bare but work left him lame |
| And the lion on the mountain chased from his pride |
| His lioness stolen, his rival survives |
| The sound of his cubs in death are dim |
| He knows his world well, no pain can defeat him |
| Wild horses in the wilderness |
| Will know no journey home |
| Well my love is locked in chains |
| The lion walks alone |
| Oh the lion walks alone |
| Nature is cruel |
| But he knows it’s his home |
| He to his demons |
| And you to your own |
| Please let me stand by you |
| And we’ll conquer them all |
| We will conquer them all |
| Oh I will conquer them all |
| Oh I will conquer them all |
| Oh I will conquer them all |