Lyrics Richard Ashcroft – Guilded Halls
Text:
You live in guilded halls
Behind country walls
And you’re feeling sick again
Tell me why love must die
We’ve all got a hit list
A little wish list of our own
Takes a strong man to learn to let it go
Turn every corner
We’re like a lamb to the slaughter
I wish I knew a way to let it go
I love your grace
I love your style
We’re going out again
Those guilded halls
Behind country walls
And you’re feeling sick again
We’ve all got a hit list
A little wish list of our own
Takes a strong man to learn to let it go
Turn every corner
We’re like a lamb to the slaughter
I wish I knew a way to let it go
We’ve all got a hit list
A little wish list of our own
Takes a strong man to learn to let it go
Turn every corner
We’re like a lamb to the slaughter
I wish I knew a way to let it go
Guilded halls
And you’re feeling sick again
We’ve all got a hit list
A little wish list of our own
Takes a strong man to learn to let it go
Turn every corner
Just like a lamb to their slaughter
Wish I knew a way to let it go
I wish I knew a way to let it go
I wish I found a way to learn to let it go
Ah ah
I wish I found a way to learn to let it go
Ooh ooh
I wish I found a way to learn to let it go
Ooh ooh
To let it go
