Dire Straits (Live At Vega)-Mads Langer
Tearing pages out of my diary
And try to change this story of my life
Collapse as a falling statue and turn into dust.
Headed off to a different planet
Running through these streets I'm in a state of war
Surrounded by embracing arms
But who can I trust?
Waking up in places I don't know
Silver screen showing lies in slow motion
And I realize
That I... I'm in dire straits,
In dire straits because of you.
And you... you're in dire straits
And you've locked the gates because of me.
We are weightless, we are hanging in the air
And the dark clouds just wont' disappear
We try and we try but it seems like we've lost.
We have burned our house to the ground
We are rattling through the night without a sound
And I realize
That I... I'm in dire straits,
In dire straits because of you.
Oh, and you... you're in dire straits
And you've locked the gates because of me.
Tearing pages out of my diary
And try to change this story of my life
Collapse as a falling statue and turn into dust.
I... I'm in dire straits,
In dire straits because of you.
Oh and you, you're in dire straits
And you've locked the gates because of me