Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leeds Road 3am, artist - New Model Army. Album song Eight, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 30.01.2000
Record label: Attack Attack
Song language: English
Leeds Road 3am |
The Festival is over and the strings of coloured lights |
Are blowing crazy in the coming wind |
One bulb comes loose, shatters on the ground |
The empty streets pick up the sound, it echoes like a tiny gunshot |
Ringing through the damp and through the silence |
Water trickles slowly like the feel of troubles only half washed away |
Behind the wire the watchman doing nights sits beside a wall of screens |
But he’s not watching — gazing into the steam rising from his cup of coffee |
He’s locked away inside |
Staring into the light of a different world |
Near the top of Sandford Road, there’s a parked Mondeo in the shadows |
The lighting of a cigarette illuminates four faces not talking, just waiting |
The man in the front passenger seat holds the phone to his ear |
Listens to a thin voice giving the details |
While in the back the boy with the long hair |
Stares out through the misty glass into the dark streets |
And into the light of a different world |
Three streets down the restaurant is empty, 3am weeknights, dead-time |
The owner came here years ago and never lost the dream of going home |
But knows he never will |
In the kitchen his son sits head in hands thinks about leaving |
Anywhere — just somewhere that’s not here |
Doesn’t look up or see the Mondeo passing outside |
He’s gazing into the light a different world |
Staring into the light of a different world |
There’s a couple in a red car coming home late on the inner ring |
Not talking or listening to the music, just lost in their own thoughts |
The Mondeo shoots the lights at sixty-five |
Swerves, catches the red car that spins and rolls |
Lands upside down in a crumple of metal and shattered glass |
The girl sits trapped inside watching new blood trickle down her shoulder |
Turns to see her boyfriend slumped against the dash |
As a little crowd gathers round |
'Make him wake up, make him wake up' she’s screaming |
'Make him wake up, make him wake up' and now she’s pushing at him |
'Make him wake up, make him wake up' |
But he’s gone into the light of a different world |
Staring into the lights of a different world |