Technicolour

Technicolour - The Troubadour lyrics

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Night falls like a blanket upon a city that never sleeps 

I´ve got a head full of dreams that i just can´t live down 

Heading home I turn a corner and hear a sound I haven´t heard in years 

Something that´s always been there I just can´t remember where 

Memories of places I´ve never seen 

The cold cuts deep into his bones 

The wind cuts deep into his thoughts 

But still his fingers cut deep into the soul 

Twin stars flicker in the night they carry eahc other trough the sky, tonight 

Heading home I turn a corner and hear a sound I haven´t heard in years 

Something that´s always been there I just can´t remember where 

Memories of places I´ve never seen 

The cold cuts deep into his bones 

The wind cuts deep into his thoughts 

But still his fingers cut deep into the soul 

No one sees him walk away into the night 

No one sees that he gets home tonight,tonight 

The cold cuts deep into his bones 

The wind cuts deep into his thoughts 

But still his fingers cut deep into the soul
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Language: English

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