Old Town News by Curved Air Lyrics
I hang out on ledges
Out on the edges
Creep behind hedges
Smokin' in doorways
Always around here never went far
I belong to these streets
I know every crack, every brick
Every tree, every bar
Old town news, old town news
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here and
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
I'm skin and bone and secrеt
Inside my room behind my door
I live alonе now
I loved someone once
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
I can see sunlight
I can hear rainfall
Outside my window
Inside it's so cold
I'm always home now
Asleep in my chair
And the people upstairs are so loud
That the downstairs are so old
Old town news-old town news
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
Sirens are screaming disturbing my dreaming
The sound of the traffic's a comfort to me
When the TV's shut down for the day
There are songs in my head when I go to bed
And sirens are screaming disturbing my dreaming
The sound of the traffic's a comfort to me
When the TV's shut down for the day...
Out on the edges
Creep behind hedges
Smokin' in doorways
Always around here never went far
I belong to these streets
I know every crack, every brick
Every tree, every bar
Old town news, old town news
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here and
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
I'm skin and bone and secrеt
Inside my room behind my door
I live alonе now
I loved someone once
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
I can see sunlight
I can hear rainfall
Outside my window
Inside it's so cold
I'm always home now
Asleep in my chair
And the people upstairs are so loud
That the downstairs are so old
Old town news-old town news
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
Some of them stay here
Some of them long gone
And the people grow older
Sirens are screaming disturbing my dreaming
The sound of the traffic's a comfort to me
When the TV's shut down for the day
There are songs in my head when I go to bed
And sirens are screaming disturbing my dreaming
The sound of the traffic's a comfort to me
When the TV's shut down for the day...