Letra de The View From Stow Hill - Manic Street Preachers
Letra de canci�n de The View From Stow Hill de Manic Street Preachers lyrics
How did this town get so old
The air I breathe feels so heavy and cold
Always caught in between
The capital and the �other� country
Always caught in between
The river and the valley
You can still see the bullet holes
You can still sense a little hope
Crushed dreams and the martyrs too
Silent-ghostly-still so confused
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Look up to the skies � avoid the casual litter
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I�m not looking
Look up to the skies � avoid the casual litter
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I�m not looking
The air I breathe feels so heavy and cold
Always caught in between
The capital and the �other� country
Always caught in between
The river and the valley
You can still see the bullet holes
You can still sense a little hope
Crushed dreams and the martyrs too
Silent-ghostly-still so confused
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-view-from-stow-hill-manic-street-preachers.php
Look up to the skies � avoid the casual litter
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I�m not looking
Look up to the skies � avoid the casual litter
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I�m not looking
