song:
THE NIGHT BEFORE - sample mp3 (0.6 MB)
THE NIGHT BEFORE
Your eyes are always brilliant
In the morning
As you ask for a cup of tea
Maybe some miracle
Will end this agony
The night before shared
No compromise
You wouldn’t be here
Otherwise
You are pushing too far
In doing anything
That could help your great career
And after all that torment
Still you here
It’s the usual irony
The night before shared…
Call for help from your mother
Send a note to your older brother
Run to find all the others
Misplaced life at such a late hour.
Chill is the air
When the dawn breaks
And you hold your shoulders tight
Looks full of compassion
In the doorway
A most unpleasant sight
The night before shared…
Call for help from your mother
Send a note to your older brother
Run to find all the others
Misplaced life at such a late hour
Late hour Late hour You hold your shoulders Tight.
Scarsouls album "Down the drain"
(M. Petrak)