The Turning

作詞Noel Gallagher
作曲Noel Gallagher
Eyes over the city
Rise up from your soul
They hang over the streets at night
Brought on by the cold
We live with the numbers
Mining a dream
For the same old song
What hope for the turning
If everthing you know is wrong

So come on shake your rag doll, baby
Before you change your mind
Come on when the rapture takes me
Be the fallen angel by my side

If you carry the lantern
I'll carry you home
You search for the disappeared
I'll bury the cold
Yours is a messiah
Mine is a dream and it won't be long
No hope for the journey
If no-one ever sees the dawn


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