Paroles de la chanson Concorde par Black Country, New Road

Concorde, this organ
A new one I'm forming
And it's grown so persistent on you
By the morning I fell to my feet
And the doctor said "we are unfortunately
Running out of options to treat"

Hey, what a funny way to speak

And you like Concorde
I keep a gentle eraser
I was breathless upon every mountain
Just to look for your light

Concorde I miss you
Don't text me 'til winter

I can hardly afford
A second summer of splinters
This staircase
It leads only to some more pictures of you
And a thousand mile long tube

What's a city boy to do?

And you like Concorde
I keep a gentle еraser
I was breathless upon еvery mountain
Just to look for your light

For less than a moment
We share the same sky
And I too would suffer
The Concorde will fly

Concorde, this organ
A new one I'm forming
And it's grown so persistent on you
By the morning I fell to my feet
And the doctor said "we are unfortunately
Running out of options to treat"

What a funny way to speak

And you like Concorde
I keep a light blue sleeper
And I kept on twitching
For most of the night
But I know that you'll be there
A sang linen sigh
A I'll come to you like a child
Concorde I die free this time