Song | High Tide, Last Stand |
Artist | Big Big Train |
Album | Gathering Speed |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Last stand, flyblown | |
when did we grow old | |
when did we learn that | |
in every goodbye there | |
is a scene of death. | |
None of the old rules apply, | |
we're into the not knowing. | |
Red curved roof | |
now shedding its tiles. | |
It's over. | |
Footnote, endpiece | |
how did we get here | |
when did we learn that | |
in every goodbye there | |
is a scene of death. |