โหลดเพลง mp3 The Futurist (Live at the Playroom) - Something For Kate

The Futurist (Live at the Playroom) - Something For Kate
Written by：Stephanie Ashworth/Paul Dempsey/Clint Hyndman

A servant to no sweet heart of convenience

No colour of love saw
It's emotion evidence

This transaction doesn't tear my soul apart
Just burn a hole in my pocket
But not in my heart

And the head tic's taken more than it's given

This counting up to infinity
Still doesn't feel like living

And black crosses up on a calender speak

So many moments that can't be made to me

I started walking
Because my heart was frozen
And I couldn't feel a thing
Your door was open
There were flowers on the table
Holding up the ceiling
Over the city
Was the guys and the guns
The money and the drugs
Only looking for a quiet place to be
Where the future never come

And the some time that's gathering
It's never going to be enough

I just keep both filling up and filling it up

And the difference between
What you want and what you need
Is if you're hearts not safe at night
It's harder to sleep

I started walking
Because my heart was frozen
I couldn't feel a thing

Your door was open
There were flowers on the table
Holding up the ceiling
Over the city
Was the guys and the guns
The money and the drugs
Only looking for a little patch of green
Where the future never come

I started walking

I started walking
Through the birds and the drugs
Now I'm singing in the park

I found you watching
All the lovers walk around
Like they're glowing in the dark
Over the city
Was the guys and the guns
The money and the drugs

Only looking for somewhere else to be
Where the future never come

Inside the city
Was these guys with guns
The money and the drugs
I count my blessings
For this little patch of green
Where the future never come