Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The House Always Wins, artist - The Clientele. Album song The Violet Hour, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.10.2003
Record label: Pointy
Song language: English
The House Always Wins |
so wake up |
& smell the scent on your skin |
the night breathes |
easily, the subway’s wind |
carries me back, brings me all the way back in |
here’s a car that we can drive |
come on get in |
through the night that rolls in every room |
you’re too beautiful to love these plastic things my friend |
lord I’ll be coming round so soon |
& I see the sad young friend has gone away |
with his promises his speeches & his poems |
but the fields have drifted in to fill his space |
like ghosts |
like ghosts |
here’s a car that we can drive come on get in |
through the night that rolls in every room |
you’re too beautiful to love these plastic things my friend |
lord I’ll be coming round so soon |
lord |
& I remember afternoons inside your mother’s house |
us skipping school & getting high inside |
but I can’t even think about it anymore I can’t fit |
my words inside |
the afternoons were grey & overwhelming as they fell |
to fused lamps & September’s clarity |
the way back home is lost to us forever in the night |
& the leaves |
the falling leaves |
here’s a car that we can drive come on get in |
through the night that rolls in every room |
you’re too beautiful to love these plastic things my friend |
lord I’ll be coming round so soon |
lord |