Песня «Give Me The Future»
исполнителя Bastille.
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• Of The Night

  Bastille

  

  Rhythm is a dancer It’s a soul’s companion People feel it everywhere Lift your hands and voices Free your mind and join us You can feel it in the air Oh oh, it’s a passion Oh oh, you can feel it yeah Oh oh, it’s a passion Oh oh, oh, oh, oh (This is the rhythm) You can put some joy upon my face Oh sunshine in an empty place Take me too, turn to and babe I’ll make you stay (Oh yeah) Oh I can ease you of your pain Feel you give me love again Round and round we go Each time I hear you say This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life Wont you teach me how to love and learn There’ll be nothing left for me to yearn Think of me and burn and let me hold your hand Oh yeah-ah-eh I don’t want to face the world in tears Please think again, I’m on my knees Sing that song to me No reason to repent This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah

  
• Quarter Past Midnight

  Bastille

  

  It's a quarter past midnight As we cut through the city Yeah yeah yeah The streets are getting restless Good times bad decisions Yeah yeah yeah It's a quarter past midnight And the sirens are mending some hearts But we're the losers on the back seats Singing "Love will tear us apart" It's a quarter past midnight Still we're fighting tomorrow It's a quarter past midnight But we're just getting going We keep on running Running through a red light Like we're trying to burn the night away Away oh away This is my favorite part oh Help me piece it all together darling Before it falls apart oh Help me piece it all together It's a quarter past midnight And the speakers are blowing Yeah yeah, we want the bodies on the billboards Not the lives underneath them Yeah yeah yeah, and now we're crawling up the walls again And it's a quarter past the world And you said we'd leave this place in dust And fall from heaven straight through hell We never know what we have We never knew what we had We keep on running Running through a red light Like we're trying to burn the night away Away oh away Why are we always chasing after something Like we trying to throw our lives away Away oh away This is my favorite part oh Help me piece it all together darling Before it falls apart oh Help me piece it all together I can't remember, I can't remember I can't remember, I can't remember It's a quarter past midnight And the secrets are flowing Our lips are getting looser I don't know what I'm saying We never knew what we had I never know what I've had We keep on running Running through a red light Like we're trying to burn the night away Away oh away Why are we always chasing after something Like we trying to throw our lives away Away oh away This is my favorite part so Help me piece it all together darling Before it falls apart Help me piece it all together

  
• World Gone Mad

  Bastille

  

  So this is where we are It's not where we had wanted to be If half the world's gone mad The other half just don't care, you see You don't want to fuck with us British to the very last When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it So tell me what's the news And what is it you want me to see We're lying to ourselves And dancing by the light of the screen You don't want to fuck with us British to the very last When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it Another man holding a microphone Trying to say something at all Or finding himself on an empty road Trying to choose which way to go So, you wanna make some money? You wanna make some money So, you wanna be somebody? You wanna make some money When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it

  
• Laughter Lines

  Bastille

  

  You took me to your favourite place on Earth To see the tree they cut down ten years from your birth Our fingers traced in circles round its history We brushed our hands right back in time through centuries. As you held me down, you said: «I'll see you in the future when we’re older And we are full of stories to be told Cross my heart and hope to die I’ll see you with your laughter lines» Changes on our hands and on our faces, oh, oh Memories are mapped out by the lines we’ll trace As you held me down you said: «I'll see you in the future when we’re older And we are full of stories to be told Cross my heart and hope to die I’ll see you with your laughter lines» Ashen faces in cold breeze ashen faces in cold breeze Armed with stories you will leave Oh armed with stories you will leave I’ll see you in the future when we’re older And we are full of stories to be told Cross my heart and hope to die I’ll see you with your laughter lines I’ll see you in the future when we’re old I’ll see you in the future when we’re old

  
• Things We Lost In The Fire

  Bastille

  

  Things we lost to the flames Things we’ll never see again All that we’ve amassed Sits before us, shattered into ash [Chorus 1] These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Verse 1] We sat and made a list Of all the things that we had Down the backs of table tops Ticket stubs and your diaries I read them all one day When loneliness came and you were away Oh, they told me nothing new But I love to read the words you use [Chorus 1] These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Verse 2] I was the match and you were the rock Maybe we started this fire? We sat apart and watched All we had burned on the pyre You said, (Oh oh oh) «We were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now» You said, «We were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now» [Chorus 1] These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Bridge] Do you understand that we will Never be the same again? Do you understand that we will Never be the same again? The future’s in our hands and we will Never be the same again The future’s in our hands and we will Never be the same again [Chorus 2] These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we lost) The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we lost) The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we lost) These are the things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Outro] Flames, they licked the walls Tenderly, they turned to dust all that I adored…