Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hope In The Air, artist - Laura Marling.
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Hope In The Air |
There is a man that I know, |
seventeen years, he never spoke. |
Guessed he had nothing to say, |
he opened his mouth on Judgement Day. |
I listened with all of my might, |
but was scared by the look in his eyes. |
Like he’d already lost the fight, |
and there was no hope ever in sight. |
No hope in the air, |
no hope in the water, |
not even for me, |
your last serving daughter. |
Why fear death, be scared of living, |
our hearts are small and ever thinning. |
There is no hope ever of winning, |
oh, why fear death, be scared of living. |
I have seen men provoked, |
and I have seen lives revoked, |
and I looked at my life and choked. |
From there no more ever I spoke. |
I can’t give up that quick. |
My life is a candle and a wick. |
You can put it out but you can’t break it down, |
in the end we are waiting to be lit. |
There’s hope in the air, |
there’s hope in the water, |
but sadly not me, |
your last serving daughter. |
A friend is a friend forever, |
and a good one will never leave, never. |
But you’ve have never been south of what blows off your mouth, |
you will never understand, ever. |
You speak minds handed down to you, |
by the lies handed down by your truth, |
and your angels will dance at your will, |
will mask your scrambling youth. |
I forgave you your short comings, |
and ignored your childish behaviour. |
Laid a kiss on your head, |
and before I left said, «stay away from fleeting failure». |
There’s hope in the air, |
there’s hope in the water, |
but sadly not me, |
your last serving daughter. |
Pick up your rope Lord, sling it to me, |
if we are to battle I must not be weak. |
And give us your strength world, and your food and your water, |
oh, I am your saviour, your last serving daughter. |
There’s hope in the air, |
there’s hope in the water, |
but sadly not me, |
your last serving daughter. |
There’s hope in the air, |
there’s hope in the water, |
But no hope for me, |
your last serving daughter. |