Chealsea 3am Songtext
von The Prodigals

Annie′s sitting there at the corner of the bar
It's the barman′s observation she looked better from afar
A man sits down nearby, she asks him for a light
The muted television sings the story of the night
So he passes her his lighter, she lights her cigarette
He smiles at her politely, he wishes her the best
She might grope for conversation but her smoke will do instead
She holds a conversation with the echo in her head

And there's nothing I believe in, there's nothing left to say
Sit here at the table and I drink the night away
And tomorrow may be better, tomorrow is okay
Tomorrow′s still tomorrow and I′m stuck here in today

I'm waving in distraction inside inside my head
And my thoughts are living things made of shadows of the dead
Tessellating patterns in an endless ricochet
Coli-kaleidoscope turns and I can′t turn away


And there's nothing I believe in and there′s nothing left to say
Sit here at the table and I drink the night away
And tomorrow may be better, tomorrow is okay
Tomorrow's still tomorrow and I′m stuck here in today

Run away, run away, run away, run away
Run away, run away, run away, run away
Run away, run away, run away, run away
Run away, run away, run away, run away

It's the right way, it's the wrong way
It′s the stone and it′s the knife
It's the origami folding and unfolding of my life
And the beauty that once held me, did I let it slip away?
I see it and it haunts me when I′m looking at today

And there's nothing I believe in and there′s nothing left to say
Sit here at the table and I drink the night away
And tomorrow may be better, tomorrow is okay
Tomorrow's still tomorrow and I′m stuck here in today
And there's nothing I believe in, there's nothing left to say
Sit here at the table and I drink the night away
And tomorrow may be better, tomorrow is okay
Tomorrow′s still tomorrow and I′m stuck here in today