Текст Madeleine Peyroux – The Ghosts Of Tomorrow

Here we are
Gathered here
Dressed in our finest drinking whiskey and beer
Gathered to pay tribute

Hey bartender
Put that bottle down
My head’s already spinning way too fast around
But I’ll make one final toast
To the Ghosts of a Tomorrow
That never comes

May you all be healthy
May you all be strong
May you always find yourself where you belong
May your adventures take you there
When the troubles come may you be spared

Now I never watch the time
But time is watching me
I’ve had enough of running from my memories If I stay here I’ll be one
Of the Ghosts of a Tomorrow
That never comes