The Once - Song for Memory lyrics
[The Once - Song for Memory lyrics]
The old men are proud
Of the songs that they've picked
Hummin' in time where the words come unfixed
Just five kings left
Only four can turn tricks
The tallow is burning a bath for the wicks
Some get it right while some make mistakes
Some hear the chorus some only the breaks
When singing the verse through the
Sips that he takes and some close their eyes
As their memories ache
A full house is five men
But very few glances shuffle the cards and
Hand out the chances
One knight to the queen while
The clock still advances
And pondering time in long empty trances
Stuck in a town where your
Reach meets the view
Where the dreams that you held
Were both fleeting and few
They crackle like fire on their
Way up the floo well each day you work
And weeks-end you're due
And it's row upon row of the people you know
And it's row upon row of the people you know
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
No head goes unnodded no head goes unhung
And the time to head home has long ago come
The current runs high and
Are filling their lungs
The song goes around like
A black vinyl tongue
The guitar in the corner
It's neck left unstrung
And the girl at the bar is impossibly young
Smiling bright as the clock strikes
A quarter past one
And it's row upon row of the people you know
And it's row upon row of the people you know
And it's row upon row of the people you know
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
Of the songs that they've picked
Hummin' in time where the words come unfixed
Just five kings left
Only four can turn tricks
The tallow is burning a bath for the wicks
Some get it right while some make mistakes
Some hear the chorus some only the breaks
When singing the verse through the
Sips that he takes and some close their eyes
As their memories ache
A full house is five men
But very few glances shuffle the cards and
Hand out the chances
One knight to the queen while
The clock still advances
And pondering time in long empty trances
Stuck in a town where your
Reach meets the view
Where the dreams that you held
Were both fleeting and few
They crackle like fire on their
Way up the floo well each day you work
And weeks-end you're due
And it's row upon row of the people you know
And it's row upon row of the people you know
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
No head goes unnodded no head goes unhung
And the time to head home has long ago come
The current runs high and
Are filling their lungs
The song goes around like
A black vinyl tongue
The guitar in the corner
It's neck left unstrung
And the girl at the bar is impossibly young
Smiling bright as the clock strikes
A quarter past one
And it's row upon row of the people you know
And it's row upon row of the people you know
And it's row upon row of the people you know
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung