Nicole Atkins. Bleeding Diamonds. Zeneszám

This breath is wasted forever
but i know i'm not the first
ive been putting on my best
to hear the worst
and listening to someone elses fables
from radios at someone elses tables
trying to find the words you want to hear

masses are gathering up outside
and it's so dark
wake up your brothers get in a line
to shoot the stars
and the sky looks like it is bleeding diamonds
smoke looks just like a thousand garlands
i'm trying to find the words you want to

hear me know cuz ive heard all that i can stand
this is not what i had planned
pretending my loves home
i bereave my brothers in a silent league
who wait while all the truth just leaves
to stake their claim alone

its just another lonely night
its just another lonely night