Thursday, December 10, 2015

The Dying of the Light

by Noel Gallagher

I keep on running, but I can't get to the mountain
Behind me lie the years that I've misspent
And I've been sinking like a flower in the fountain
When all the love I'm going to need is heaven-sent

Going to try my best to get there
But I can't afford the bus fare
And the storm that's rolling over
Man, it makes me want to cry

And I was told
The streets were paved with gold
And there'd be no time for getting old
When we were young
But it's alright
If you dance with me tonight
We'll fight the dying of the light
And we'll catch the sun

I woke up sleeping on a train that was bound for nowhere
The echoes that I could hear were all my own
The world had turned, and I'd become a stranger
I'm tired of watching all the flowers turn to stone

And the cold against my shoulder
When it comes on in the winter
And it seems to last forever
And it makes me want to cry

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