paroles de chanson Haunt (Live At The Roundhouse, London, UK / 2013) - Bastille

We'll make our agreements about when to meet, and I'll leave you in the doorway
The cold evening aches as it leaves in its wake all the memories left by the day
Oh, I'm questioning why as you look to the sky that is cloudless up above our heads
And thoughts come to mind, how our short little lives haven't left the path that they will tread
They will tread

I'll come back to haunt you
Memories will taunt you
And I will try to love you
It's not like I'm above you

Ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

The wisdom we learn, as our minds, they do burn all the ties to naivety and youth
As adults, we'll grow and maturity shows all the terrifying rarity of truth
As you turn to your mind and your thoughts, they rewind to old happenings and things that are done
You can't find what's past, make that happiness last seeing from those eyes what you've become
What you've become

I'll come back to haunt you
Memories will taunt you
And I will try to love you
It's not like I'm above you

I will see you there, will see you there, will see you there
I will see you there, will see you there, will see you there

I'll come back to haunt you
Memories will taunt you
And I will try to love you
It's not like I'm above you