Limelight Songtext
von Touché Amoré feat. Manchester Orchestra

We sway like brittle branches
One gust and to earth we come
I′m grinning because I know
I'm grinning just because
Taking orders never suited me
Saying no just for the thrill

But tonight we′re moving slowly
While the cavalry moves in for the kill
Moves in for the kill
Moves in for the kill

I'm tired and I'm sore (sore, sore, sore, sore)
I′m not so young anymore (more, more, more, more)
Worn down, but I imagine (sore, sore, sore, sore)
This uniform stays in fashion


We′ve poured ourselves in these
Sweet white dying dogs
Some nights not kissing
Some nights just because
If we hear a crash
We can only expect the worst

But tonight we're moving fast
While the party resumes the search
Resumes the search
Resumes the search

I′m tired and I'm sore (sore, sore, sore, sore)
I′m not so proud anymore (more, more, more, more)
Worn down, but I've decided (sore, sore, sore, sore)
It′s open casket, you're all invited

My head in your lap from the wandering blackout
The touch of your hand, you're the last one to back out
There′s nothing to argue, there′s only a title
The worst's yet to come, well the worst′s not invited

I make separate fists while I swallowed the pride
I am haunting an old roll of telephone wires
It's not how it was but it′s not getting lighter
The weight is immaculate, the depth is inspired


It's let in, eyes tired
I hold waste, stop fires
I want hope, faith higher
I′m lost now, loss tires