London Thunder - Foals
I'm on the redeye flight to nowhere good
How about you
Been in the air for hours
Meteor showers by the pool
So one last drink for summer
I'm always leaving never you
Come back to London thunder
The sound of sirens in my gloom
Ye-yeah
Now the tables turned
It's over with my fingers burned
I start a new
Now I come back down I'm older
I'll look for something else to hold on to
There is no way to realign upholster skin
I take back everyline
Lost my mind in San Francisco
A worn out disco when tempers cooled
There is no water
There is no sound
Will you come around
Will you come around
There is no space
There is no time
Where'd you draw the line
Now the tables turned
It's over with my fingers burned
I start a new
Now I come back down I'm older
I'll look for something else to hold on to
I'm on the redeye flight to nowhere good
How about you