The Dying of the Light - Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds

I keep on running but I can’t get to the mountain

Behind me lie the years that I’ve misspent

And I’ve been sinking like a flower in the fountain

When all the love I’m gonna need is heaven sent

Gonna try my best to get there

But I can’t afford the bus fare

And the storm that’s rolling over

Man, it makes me want to cry

And I was told

That the streets were paved with gold

And there’d be no time for getting old when we were young

But it’s alright

If you dance with me tonight

We’ll fight the dying of the light and we’ll catch the sun

I woke up sleeping on a train that was bound for nowhere

The echoes that I could hear were all my own

The world had turned and I’d become a stranger

And I’m tired of watching all the flowers turn to stone

'Cause I try my best to get there

But I can’t afford the bus fare

And the storm that’s rolling over

Man, it makes me want to cry

And the cold against my shoulder

When it comes on in the winter

And it seems to last forever

And it makes me want to,

It makes me want to cry

And I was told

That the streets were paved with gold

And there’d be no time for getting old when we were young

But it’s alright

If you dance with me tonight

We’ll fight the dying of the light and we’ll catch the sun

'Cause I try my best to get there

But I can’t afford the bus fare

And the storm that’s rolling over

Man, it makes me want to cry

And I was told

That the streets were paved with gold

And there’d be no time for getting old when we were young

But it’s alright

If you dance with me tonight

We’ll fight the dying of the light and we’ll catch the sun

And the cold against my shoulder

When it comes on in the winter

And it makes me want to cry

And the cold against my shoulder

And it seems to last forever

And it makes me want to,

It makes me want to cry