crowded streets in london, afternoon
can you here me
calling for you
an old song from my recordplayer loud
"london calling from the underground"
the november rain makes the people
blind and anonymous now
but still i'm sure, i'd recognize you somehow
you left me all alone
when winter came around
thought i'd make a mess with a snow
look, where i'm standing now
*imagine an immaculate guitar solo*
look, where i'm standing now
i'm applying to a band in your old home town
oh, look, where i'm standing now
i'm starring in your favourite movie scene, sharing a kiss with the actress,
you were in love with, since you we're forteen
oh, look, where i'm standing now
i'm playin' a gig in your new hometown
your wife:
she looks exhausted now
you are two old people with the same birth year as mine
come, look, where are you standing now?
dig your old dreams out
stop fighting for the ones that made you cry
start colouring the void
take your car and make a drive
and stop at all the buildings
that might, tell you a story about life
come, look, where are you standing now?
in crowded streets in new york city,
what a crazy town
something's calling for you
life or death or an adventurous afternoon
the novermber rain
comes falling down
washes away the past
come back to forteen
watch all these favorite movie scenes
take a break
look around
where are you standing now?
in another crowded street
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this has no system like chros and bridge and everything i know, it's just some shit, i'd like to sing with a smoky voice into a mic with an indie rockband in my back. i imagine the first 2 parts and the last 2 parts soft and kinda sad, while the parts in the middle would be loud and powerful and angry,,,,,
