Stealing happy hours. Stealing happy hours, yeah. Stealing happy hours. Stealing happy hours, yeah Wait on minute more to ask me. You make me feel like Hank Chinaski. War all the time, war all the time
Bài Hát Three Hours. Trình Bày Nick Drake. Three hours from sundown. Jeremy flies. Hoping to keep. The sun from his eyes. East from the city. And down to the cave. In search of a master. In search of
frozen in your hands Oh, 36 hours away. 36 hours away. In the moonlight. 36 hours away. 36 hours away. and it's over In the middle going south. Dirty hands and empty mouth. I am indicating left and
on my mind, why do I feel so low? It could have been forever but we'll never know. Twenty four hours ago. The night was all we had and then I had to go. Twenty four hours ago. We were lovers twenty
bli 25. Fцare цgonen svider och hjдrtat brдnns. (Vad skцnt). Skцnt att jag slipper bli 25. Ungdomen brinner ge mig eld. (Vad skцnt). Skцnt att jag aldrig blir 25. Fцare sysifos ska till himmelen
After Hours. . Day time surrenders. And the shadows fall. You're cigarette lingers. You spent the night alone. With no one at all. . Another mellow mood. And the silence calls. Another
All those wasted hours we used to know. Spent the summers staring out the window. The wind it takes you where it wants to go At first they built the road then they built the town. That's why we're
