Snow Patrol "The Finish Line" |
The earth is warm next to my ear Insect noise is all that I hear A magic trick makes the world disappear The skies are dark they're dark but they're clear A distant motorcade and suddenly there's joy The snowing ticker-tape blurs all my senses numb It's like the finish line where everything just ends The crack of radio seems close enough to touch Cold water cleaning all my wounds A sad parade with a single balloon I'm done with this I'm counting to ten Bluest seas running to them I feel like I am watching everything from space And in a minute I'll hear my name and I'll wake I think the finish line's a good place we could start Take a deep breath take in all that you could want Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |