| Song | Nothing’s Changed |
| Artist | Passenger |
| Album | Whispers II |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| [00:27.89] | Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth, |
| [00:37.14] | Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth, |
| [00:45.19] | Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof, |
| [00:52.58] | Nothing’s changed, |
| [01:01.89] | Sometimes words don’t say enough, |
| [01:10.39] | Sometimes silence says too much, |
| [01:18.53] | You too close for comfort but too far to touch, |
| [01:26.16] | Nothing’s changed, |
| [01:35.19] | Sun still shiny in the play ground, |
| [01:39.54] | Water still running like a grey hound, |
| [01:44.06] | My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
| [01:47.55] | Nothing strange, |
| [01:53.19] | We still rattle round the same town, |
| [01:56.67] | Like two little stones in a coke can, |
| [02:00.87] | Like two lost kids at a fairground, |
| [02:04.16] | Nothing’s changed, |
| [02:21.80] | Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night, |
| [02:29.89] | Drunk man singing in the morning light, |
| [02:38.17] | You too brave to fall but too scared to fight, |
| [02:54.82] | Sun still shining in the play ground, |
| [02:59.22] | Water still running like a greyhound, |
| [03:03.01] | My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
| [03:06.66] | Nothing strange, |
| [03:12.12] | We’re just dancers waiting in the wings, |
| [03:15.77] | Ain’t no answers blowing in the wind, |
| [03:20.01] | Ain’t no saint no sin, |
| [03:23.18] | And nothings changed. |
| ti: | |
| ar: | |
| al: | |
| [00:27.89] | Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth, |
| [00:37.14] | Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth, |
| [00:45.19] | Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof, |
| [00:52.58] | Nothing' s changed, |
| [01:01.89] | Sometimes words don' t say enough, |
| [01:10.39] | Sometimes silence says too much, |
| [01:18.53] | You too close for comfort but too far to touch, |
| [01:26.16] | Nothing' s changed, |
| [01:35.19] | Sun still shiny in the play ground, |
| [01:39.54] | Water still running like a grey hound, |
| [01:44.06] | My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
| [01:47.55] | Nothing strange, |
| [01:53.19] | We still rattle round the same town, |
| [01:56.67] | Like two little stones in a coke can, |
| [02:00.87] | Like two lost kids at a fairground, |
| [02:04.16] | Nothing' s changed, |
| [02:21.80] | Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night, |
| [02:29.89] | Drunk man singing in the morning light, |
| [02:38.17] | You too brave to fall but too scared to fight, |
| [02:54.82] | Sun still shining in the play ground, |
| [02:59.22] | Water still running like a greyhound, |
| [03:03.01] | My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
| [03:06.66] | Nothing strange, |
| [03:12.12] | We' re just dancers waiting in the wings, |
| [03:15.77] | Ain' t no answers blowing in the wind, |
| [03:20.01] | Ain' t no saint no sin, |
| [03:23.18] | And nothings changed. |
| ti: | |
| ar: | |
| al: | |
| [00:27.89] | Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth, |
| [00:37.14] | Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth, |
| [00:45.19] | Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof, |
| [00:52.58] | Nothing' s changed, |
| [01:01.89] | Sometimes words don' t say enough, |
| [01:10.39] | Sometimes silence says too much, |
| [01:18.53] | You too close for comfort but too far to touch, |
| [01:26.16] | Nothing' s changed, |
| [01:35.19] | Sun still shiny in the play ground, |
| [01:39.54] | Water still running like a grey hound, |
| [01:44.06] | My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
| [01:47.55] | Nothing strange, |
| [01:53.19] | We still rattle round the same town, |
| [01:56.67] | Like two little stones in a coke can, |
| [02:00.87] | Like two lost kids at a fairground, |
| [02:04.16] | Nothing' s changed, |
| [02:21.80] | Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night, |
| [02:29.89] | Drunk man singing in the morning light, |
| [02:38.17] | You too brave to fall but too scared to fight, |
| [02:54.82] | Sun still shining in the play ground, |
| [02:59.22] | Water still running like a greyhound, |
| [03:03.01] | My heads still drumming when I lay down, |
| [03:06.66] | Nothing strange, |
| [03:12.12] | We' re just dancers waiting in the wings, |
| [03:15.77] | Ain' t no answers blowing in the wind, |
| [03:20.01] | Ain' t no saint no sin, |
| [03:23.18] | And nothings changed. |