Song | Sleeper Train |
Artist | Paper Aeroplanes |
Album | Little Letters |
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[00:15.37] | The cloudy head, my legs are lead, the thinking’s overdone, |
[00:21.41] | This sleeper train’s a day away, from where it once begun, |
[00:28.86] | And here is a place called home. |
[00:36.38] | Here is the great unknown. |
[00:44.98] | And I’m ready, to go. |
[00:52.03] | I let you win, translucent skin, you tip-toed in with stealth, |
[00:58.44] | I just let go, of rules, I know, the ones I set myself. |
[01:05.60] | And here, did you hear him go? |
[01:13.15] | Fleeting, as west Wales snow. |
[01:21.66] | But I’m ready, ready now. |
[01:29.21] | I’m ready, to know. |
[01:37.52] | When something, in this place, |
[01:44.99] | Reveals, a hollow space. |
[01:51.98] | And if doubt crosses your face, |
[01:57.73] | I’m too far away, to see. |
[02:05.63] | The pain is wet, too close you get; the colours only run. |
[02:11.65] | And the lines will bleed on empty sheets, when all is said and done. |
[02:19.19] | I’m here, as the towns fly past, |
[02:26.45] | Here, as the die is cast. |
[02:35.45] | I’m ready, ready now, |
[02:42.31] | I’m ready, ready now. |
[02:49.46] | I’m ready, ready now, |
[02:56.55] | I’m ready, at last. |
[00:15.37] | The cloudy head, my legs are lead, the thinking' s overdone, |
[00:21.41] | This sleeper train' s a day away, from where it once begun, |
[00:28.86] | And here is a place called home. |
[00:36.38] | Here is the great unknown. |
[00:44.98] | And I' m ready, to go. |
[00:52.03] | I let you win, translucent skin, you tiptoed in with stealth, |
[00:58.44] | I just let go, of rules, I know, the ones I set myself. |
[01:05.60] | And here, did you hear him go? |
[01:13.15] | Fleeting, as west Wales snow. |
[01:21.66] | But I' m ready, ready now. |
[01:29.21] | I' m ready, to know. |
[01:37.52] | When something, in this place, |
[01:44.99] | Reveals, a hollow space. |
[01:51.98] | And if doubt crosses your face, |
[01:57.73] | I' m too far away, to see. |
[02:05.63] | The pain is wet, too close you get the colours only run. |
[02:11.65] | And the lines will bleed on empty sheets, when all is said and done. |
[02:19.19] | I' m here, as the towns fly past, |
[02:26.45] | Here, as the die is cast. |
[02:35.45] | I' m ready, ready now, |
[02:42.31] | I' m ready, ready now. |
[02:49.46] | I' m ready, ready now, |
[02:56.55] | I' m ready, at last. |
[00:15.37] | The cloudy head, my legs are lead, the thinking' s overdone, |
[00:21.41] | This sleeper train' s a day away, from where it once begun, |
[00:28.86] | And here is a place called home. |
[00:36.38] | Here is the great unknown. |
[00:44.98] | And I' m ready, to go. |
[00:52.03] | I let you win, translucent skin, you tiptoed in with stealth, |
[00:58.44] | I just let go, of rules, I know, the ones I set myself. |
[01:05.60] | And here, did you hear him go? |
[01:13.15] | Fleeting, as west Wales snow. |
[01:21.66] | But I' m ready, ready now. |
[01:29.21] | I' m ready, to know. |
[01:37.52] | When something, in this place, |
[01:44.99] | Reveals, a hollow space. |
[01:51.98] | And if doubt crosses your face, |
[01:57.73] | I' m too far away, to see. |
[02:05.63] | The pain is wet, too close you get the colours only run. |
[02:11.65] | And the lines will bleed on empty sheets, when all is said and done. |
[02:19.19] | I' m here, as the towns fly past, |
[02:26.45] | Here, as the die is cast. |
[02:35.45] | I' m ready, ready now, |
[02:42.31] | I' m ready, ready now. |
[02:49.46] | I' m ready, ready now, |
[02:56.55] | I' m ready, at last. |