Песня «Icarus»
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• The Draw

  Bastille

  

  (Oo-oo-oooh, oo-oo-oooh Hoo hoo, hoo-oo-oo) In my left hand There is the familiar (Hoo) In my right hand There’s the great unknown (Hoo) I can see the Madly different grass there (Hoo) But I’m drawn to Wilder nights at home (Hoo) Don’t listen to your friends See the despair behind their eyes Don’t listen to your friends They only care once in a while I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me Are you drifting Way beyond what’s normal? (Hoo) 'Cause 'round your mind rings The words that they would say (Say, say) When you go home Everything looks different (Hoo) And you’re scared of Being left behind (Hoo) Just listen to your friends Trust that they’re fair, look in their eyes Just listen to your friends They only care and hope you’re alright I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me Back, back, back, back, back… Oo-oo-oooh, oo-oo-oooh Hoo hoo, hoo-oo-oo Oo-oo-oooh, oo-oo-oooh Hoo hoo, hoo-oo-oo I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, the draw The draw, the dra-a-aw Oh, oh oh Oh, oh oh

  
• No More Bad Days

  Bastille

  

  When you got the call That no one wants to have Sick of hospitals To paper over cracks You weren’t scared at all But never turned away Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all Stop Stop signs run ‘em Bills don’t pay ‘em Who would care at all? Burn your money Ain’t worth nothing on your curtain call There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days So your future’s lost But they can’t take your past And you said no tears ‘round here anymore But I ain’t crying That’s you crying Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all ‘Cause There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days Stop There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days No, no bad days No bad days Gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days

  
• Those Nights

  Bastille

  

  Well, those angels they’re singing again oh ye of little faith you can’t see it they’re on the clouds, peace on earth good will to men they sing it from the heart and they mean it and I can’t quite prove that it’s real and it’s more than just something that I feel Glory to the newborn king as they sing, oh just let them sing and I’ll go along with it because of who they are so ominous they’ve come from so very far I don’t have the answers but I believe it It sounds kind of crazy but I need it we all do, it was planned before time began for a woman and a man to be dealt this hand and a baby would come to be a man and be born that day in Bethlehem and there was no room anywhere for the birth in a stables he was born the king of all the earth so humbly they weep the story for us all to tell of all his glory the angels one and all singing Well, those angels they’re singing again oh ye of little faith you can’t see it they’re on the clouds, peace on earth good will to all men they sing it from the heart and they mean it he is the perfect reason why we celebrate we pervert it make it ours try and dominate why do we feel the need to water down what he came to do, bear the cross, wear the crown just calm down, calm down and breathe and let this cold breeze break you down to your knees as the angels tell it he came for anyone he loves everyone, take the cross, choose his son he was born, lived, and died, and reigns for you and I it’s the hardest thing for me sometimes to live by but I try and I fail, I’m a sinner and a fake but trust me when I say this path I gladly take and I can’t really say it like I feel it but when those angels sing it In my heart I believe it Glory to the newborn king, can you hear it. oh just listen Well, those angels they’re singing again oh ye of little faith you can’t see it they’re on the clouds, peace on earth good will to all men they sing it from the heart and they mean it and he’s sleeping now he has no pillow for his head wrapped in rags instead, only hay for his bed he was homeless when he came to this earth humbly as a child he was born with much worth and the angels scream it for the crowds they climbed high in the clouds and sung it so loud their king was born & they gathered through the night while the stars shone bright to guide their flight and they sing, they sing it so loud, they sing it so proud can you hear it right now. oh listen

  
• Good Grief

  Bastille

  

  [Spoken:] So, what would you little maniacs like to do first? [Verse 1:] Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers Shut my eyes and count to ten It goes in one ear out the other, one ear out the other Burning bright right till the end Now you'll be missing from the photographs, missing from the photographs [Verse 2:] Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers In my thoughts you're far away And you are whistling the melody, whistling the melody Crystallizing clear as day Oh I can picture you so easily, picture you so easily [Pre-Chorus:] What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? What's gonna be left of the world, oh [Chorus:] Every minute and every hour I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more Every stumble and each misfire I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more [Verse 3:] Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers Caught off guard by your favorite song Oh I'll be dancing at a funeral, dancing at a funeral Sleeping in the clothes you love It's such a shame we had to see them burn, shame we had to see them burn [Pre-Chorus:] What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? What's gonna be left of the world, oh [Chorus:] Every minute and every hour I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more Every stumble and each misfire I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more [Spoken:] If you want to be a party animal, you have to learn to live in the jungle Now stop worrying and go get dressed [Bridge:] You might have to excuse me I've lost control of all my senses And you might have to excuse me I've lost control of all my words So get drunk, call me a fool Put me in my place, put me in my place Pick me up, up off the floor Put me in my place, put me in my place [Chorus:] Every minute and every hour I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more Every stumble and each misfire I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more [Outro:] Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers Cause every minute and every hour I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more

  
• 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