Текст (слова) песни: New Model Army - Eleven Years

Stevie said now dont look round theyre watching us
Two girls in the corner of that dodgy club
And the grey eyes, the storm that Ive come to know and wish for
Before I caught a breath, well, she was standing there.
We walked the streets of our town just talking
And the dawn broke grey and freezing through the deserted blocks
Just when your life is stale and theres reason there for everything
Something comes to kick you up inside
Eleven sweet years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone
Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness
Trying not to look down

No Rest for the wicked is still how it goes
Twisted up and turning in my bed alone
And separation pains like a blunted amputation
Pushing endless coins in the telephone
Eleven sweet years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone
Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness
Trying not to look down

So rest in these open arms and lie until they come for you
And tell me everything youve ever felt, tell me everything you want to see . . .

Forever running even when we are standing still
Driven on and fired up as the whirlwinds blow
And shouting out inside "Im proud of you, Im proud of you"
Ten thousand footsteps echo down the Brixton Road
Eleven sweet years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone
Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness
Trying not to look down
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125 mph
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Archway Towers
Ballad of Bodmin Pill
Before I Get Old
Brave New World
Bury The Hatchet
Chinese Whispers
Eleven Years
Family
Family Life
Get Me Out
Green and Grey
I Love the World
Inheritance
Innocence
Lurhstaap
Lust For Power
Marrakesh
Nothing Touches
Purity
Space
Stupid Questions
The Charge
Vagabonds
Vanity
Whirlwind
White Coats