Текст песни Poetry & Aeroplanes - Teitur
There
was
a
party
last
night,
last
night
Cigarettes
and
empty
bottles,
empty
bottles
Better
open
up
this
window,
this
window
Need
some
air
to
clear
my
head,
clear
my
head
Alone
in
these
strange
beds
I
think
that
I've
travelled
enough
Poetry
and
aeroplanes
I
am
tired
of
waiting
for
love
Tend
to
fall
asleep
in
the
fast
lane,
in
the
fast
lane
Sometimes
sinking
low
in
the
high
life,
in
the
high
life
No
more
happy
songs
of
heartbreak,
oh'
heartbreak
Or
playing
white
knight
misunderstood,
misunderstood
Alone
in
these
strange
streets
I
think
that
I've
walked
them
enough
Poetry
and
Aeroplanes
I
am
tired
of
waiting
for
love
Another
night
I
lie
awake
In
woken
dreams
of
faith
and
fate
Hope
my
love
don't
come
too
late
Hope
my
love
don't
come
too
late
Alone
in
these
strange
beds
I
think
that
I've
travelled
enough
Poetry
and
Aeroplanes
I
am
tired
of
waiting
for
love
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