โหลดเพลง mp3 What You'll Miss - The Lucksmiths

What You'll Miss - The Lucksmiths
In the morning it felt like the world had stopped

And clenched like a giant fist up tight

But then you noticed the dust still dropped

And danced through the bedroom window light
It's the woodsmoke smell of winter

It's the sad things that you'll miss

Woodsmoke smell of winter

And the sad things like this

Let it all come down like fog on a cold field

Let it all come down like frost on the lawn
Let it all come down like leaves in a teacup
Let it all come down like trees in a storm

There'll be cars on the street soon enough

And someone will come and collect the bins

Everyone will return to their everyday stuff

And you'll sleep through the mess that you're in
It's the woodsmoke smell of winter

It's the sad things that you'll miss

Like the woodsmoke smell of winter

And the sad things like this

Let it all come down like fog on a cold field
Let it all come down like frost on the lawn

Let it all come down like leaves in a teacup

Let it all come down like trees in a storm

Let it all come down feeling like sleep on your eyelids

Let it all come down softly as snow onto snow

Let it all come down seeing the river below you

Let it all come down feeling your fingers let go

It's the woodsmoke smell of winter