Текст песни London - Ben Howard
Oh,
how
i
wish
i
could
drag
you
down
here,
Pull
these
feet
far
from
the
ground
Because
this,
this
city
ain′t
no
friend
of
mine
Ain't
no
friend.
All
I
can
do
When
the
tracks
stop
at
the
final
destination
Is
just
push
on
through,
The
weariness
and
silences
of
such
a
crowded
situation
here.
All
I
can
do
When
every
brick,
every
bar,
every
elegance
i
see,
i
see
her
face,
Is
just
push
on,
just
push
on
through,
These
embers
of
memories
that
float
from
the
fire,
from
the
fire
of
this
place.
So
don′t
give
up
on
me
now,
Oh
these
legs
that'll
walk
me
home.
Because
it's
only
concrete
and
cars,
It′s
only
sirens
and
missing
stars,
It′s
only
whiskey
and
disregard
In
the
smallest
hours
here,
when
i
feel
alone.
All
I
can
do
When
these
lights,
they
haunt
me
like
orchids
in
a
graveyard,
Is
just
just
push
on,
just
push
on
through
These
faces
of
dust
and
stone,
The
dirt
and
bone
of
loss.
So
don't
give
up
on
me
now,
Oh
these
legs
that′ll
walk
me
home.
Because
it's
only
concrete
and
cars,
It′s
only
sirens
and
missing
stars,
It's
only
whiskey
and
disregard
In
the
smallest
hours
here,
when
i
feel
alone.
And
I
hope,
Paris
is
as
beautiful
as
i′ve
been
told
And
that
everything
you
do
is
galvanised
in
gold.
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