Текст песни
The road to heaven's paved with broken glass
Tire tracks on pavement, like scars that always last
Horizon's on fire, the sunset drowned in dust
The memories we had are turning into rust
A cold, grey platform, a suitcase at my feet
The storm clouds weaving lace above the street
We made our choice, now enemies we stand
The wind threw bitter words I couldn't understand
I saw the silent judgment in your eyes
A scream inside my throat was paralyzed
And in that single moment, standing there
A universe between us filled the air
And the saxophone played, to make the moment last forever
Through dust and wind, through tears and burning pain
Like a scene from old film, so tragic and so clever
It played our leading role, a sorrowful refrain
This brass-born sorrow, this velvet, aching sound
Was filling up the lost and empty ground
And as it played, our world was split in two
There was before and after me and you
The moon, a splinter of a shattered dream
Is watching tired headlights in a stream
The rearview mirror shows what's left behind
Just a dark, wet shadow for my heart to find
But the saxophone, it sings a song of you
Of all the words we feared were ever true
And on this endless highway in the night
I'm running from myself with all my might
And the saxophone played, to make the moment last forever
Through dust and wind, through tears and burning pain
Like a scene from old film, so tragic and so clever
It played our leading role, a sorrowful refrain
This brass-born sorrow, this velvet, aching sound
Was filling up the lost and empty ground
And as it played, our world was split in two
There was before and after me and you
The train began to move, the platform shook and swayed
Your silhouette just started to dissolve and fade
And everything we were was carried far away
Just leaving notes like tears on window spray
But the saxophone still cries for what is gone
Refusing to let silence have the dawn
And the saxophone played, to make the moment last forever
Through dust and wind, through tears and burning pain
Like a scene from old film, so tragic and so clever
It played our leading role, a sorrowful refrain
It moaned and begged, while freezing in the night
A whisper from a soul that's lost its light
Don't be silent, saxophone, don't stop the fight
Don't be silent
The saxophone plays on
Through dust and wind
To make the moment last
Through tears and pain
Forever
On and on
Комментировать