Bleeding Powers

	作曲 : Leo
	All the time you were keeping me straight
	I was bleeding powers
	In my mind it was never too late
	And the days were hours
	And sure the waves still make spray at the old sea wall
	And the road leads somewhere but it's not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere but it's not yet to your door
	Let's go down to the old South End
	Where we used to meet
	Take me back to the basements and alleys
	On Wallbridge Street
	But it'll only make me sadder when I can't conjure ghosts no more
	And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door
	All the time you've spent working away
	Well, you've done more than your part
	All the times you only wanted your say
	Not their slings and darts
	And still you couldn't let them drown in their own hate no more
	And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door
	And you still see people waiting for the next excuse for war
	And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door

	zuò qǔ : Leo
	All the time you were keeping me straight
	I was bleeding powers
	In my mind it was never too late
	And the days were hours
	And sure the waves still make spray at the old sea wall
	And the road leads somewhere but it' s not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere but it' s not yet to your door
	Let' s go down to the old South End
	Where we used to meet
	Take me back to the basements and alleys
	On Wallbridge Street
	But it' ll only make me sadder when I can' t conjure ghosts no more
	And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door
	All the time you' ve spent working away
	Well, you' ve done more than your part
	All the times you only wanted your say
	Not their slings and darts
	And still you couldn' t let them drown in their own hate no more
	And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door
	And you still see people waiting for the next excuse for war
	And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door
	And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door