Текст песни More - Paul Weller
Madly
rushing
through
the
streets
There′s
no
more
hours
left
to
give
When
nothing
comes
of
nothing
Full
of
empty
thoughts
of
more
Faut-il
aller
jusqu'au
bout?
Même
si
je
contrôle
tout?
All
I
do
is
use
my
time
Dreaming
of
a
place
Where
I′d
find
such
happiness
But
little
came
from
having
more
The
more
we
get,
the
more
we
lose
When
all
is
"more",
it's
more
we
choose
There's
always
something
else
in
store
That
keeps
me
running
down
that
road,
keeps
me
running
To
an
unknown
place
I
think
is
more
How
much
higher
can
I
be?
Sailing
moonbeams,
scaling
trees
Pushing
upwards
to
the
sky
Picking
up
what
I
think′s
mine
When
nothing
comes
of
nothing
Dreaming
of
a
place
Where
I′d
find
such
happiness
But
little
came
from
having
more
The
more
we
get,
the
more
we
lose
When
all
is
"more",
it's
more
we
choose
There′s
always
something
else
in
store
That
keeps
me
running
down
that
road,
keeps
me
running
To
an
unknown
place
I
think
is
more
1 Mirror Ball
2 Baptiste
3 Old Father Tyme
4 Village
5 More
6 On Sunset
7 Equanimity
8 Walkin'
9 Earth Beat
10 Rockets
11 4th Dimension
12 Ploughman
13 I’ll Think Of Something
14 On Sunset - Orchestral Mix
15 Baptiste - Instrumental
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