London Songtext

von Ben Howard

Oh how I wish I could drag you down here;
Pull these feet oh 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 are 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 oh,
Yeah it's only sirens and missing stars,
Oh 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 here
Is just push on, just push on through
These faces of dust and stone;
The dirt and bone of loss;
Loss is here,
Oh we’re lost here

So don't give up on me now
Oh these legs that'll walk me home
Because it's only concrete and cars oh,
Yeah it's only sirens and missing stars,
Oh 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