Snow Patrol - Called Out In The Dark Lyrics

Snow Patrol - Called Out In The Dark Lyrics

It’s like we just can’t help ourselves
Cause we don’t know how to back down
We were called out to the streets
We were called out into the towns
How the heaven’s they opened up
Black arms of dazzling gold
With our rain washed histories
When we’re do not need to be told

Show me now
Show me the arms aloft
Every eye trained on a different star
This my chick, this drunken centerfold

We are listening and we’re not blind
This is your life, this is your time
We are listening and we’re not blind
This is your life, this is your time

I was called out in the dark
By a choir of beautiful sheets
Now it’s the kids took back the parks
You and I were left with the streets
Show me now
Show me the arms aloft
Every eye trained on a different star
This my chick, this drunken centerfold
[Snow Patrol - Called Out In The Dark Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

We are listening and we’re not blind
This is your life, this is your time
We are listening and we’re not blind
This is your life, this is your time

Snow Patrol - Set The Fire To The Third Bar (featuring Martha Wainwright) Lyrics

Snow Patrol - Set The Fire To The Third Bar (featuring Martha Wainwright) Lyrics

I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from here to where you’d be
It’s only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I’d find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I’ve found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

I’m miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

After I have traveled so far
We’d set the fire to the third bar
We’d share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can’t keep in
[Snow Patrol - Set The Fire To The Third Bar (featuring Martha Wainwright) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

I’m miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

And miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms