Memory of the moonlight
Hidden by the veil
Memory of the better times
I smell it there as well
Is it possible that my deduction was incorrect
That everything I wanted has already myself left
The wind winds the way that it pleases
Brushing the brightly-lit glasses it sees
All of the memories of those in between
The light and the dark and the cold and the hearth
And as I breathe it all in
I'm left with
Left with just the fleeting memories of the wind
Shadows that dance upon my wall
Candles flicker with the evil of it all
Dastardly plans and festering rites
Play out in some hovel by candlelight
The wind snuffs out the flames
And for a moment I breathe
A cold blistering gale it would seem
And if I were younger I might have been pleased
But pleasures in life don't come that easily
Stolen all of it by moonlight
The wind it speaks
Or could I be hearing things
What does it mean to think
Separately
If I speak maybe it will pity me
Then listen wind
Please help me then
Brush my black nights into the past
And as I breathe you in
I'm left with
Left with just your fleeting memories
And for a moment I can almost hear
These happy ghosts whispering their cheers
Not to it not to me
The wind winds the way that it pleases
Brushing the brightly-lit glasses it sees
All of the memories of those in between
The laughter and screams of delight
As families gather in the light
Beast-obsessed they call me
And maybe they're right
But who works in the shadows to protect their dreams if not me
I find myself in the night
The youth the wind's stolen
A frightful glance in the mirror
Confirms my worst fears
How far removed am I from thence
Just up from the chair and I wince
The last reminder of youth is only a memory of the wind
Memories of the moonlight
Stories of the wind
Brushing my days ever back
Reaching for the meaning as the nights slip past
If fate would just let me
Be more than a tramp
See one last moment as that
LONDON'S WOLVES - Memories of the Wind Lyrics
LONDON'S WOLVES - Memories of the Wind Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
Memory of the moonlight
Hidden by the veil
Memory of the better times
I smell it there as well
Is it possible that my deduction was incorrect
That everything I wanted has already myself left
The wind winds the way that it pleases
Brushing the brightly-lit glasses it sees
All of the memories of those in between
The light and the dark and the cold and the hearth
And as I breathe it all in
I'm left with
Left with just the fleeting memories of the wind
Shadows that dance upon my wall
Candles flicker with the evil of it all
Dastardly plans and festering rites
Play out in some hovel by candlelight
The wind snuffs out the flames
And for a moment I breathe
A cold blistering gale it would seem
And if I were younger I might have been pleased
But pleasures in life don't come that easily
Stolen all of it by moonlight
The wind it speaks
Or could I be hearing things
What does it mean to think
Separately
If I speak maybe it will pity me
Then listen wind
Please help me then
Brush my black nights into the past
And as I breathe you in
I'm left with
Left with just your fleeting memories
And for a moment I can almost hear
These happy ghosts whispering their cheers
Not to it not to me
The wind winds the way that it pleases
Brushing the brightly-lit glasses it sees
All of the memories of those in between
The laughter and screams of delight
As families gather in the light
Beast-obsessed they call me
And maybe they're right
But who works in the shadows to protect their dreams if not me
I find myself in the night
The youth the wind's stolen
A frightful glance in the mirror
Confirms my worst fears
How far removed am I from thence
Just up from the chair and I wince
The last reminder of youth is only a memory of the wind
Memories of the moonlight
Stories of the wind
Brushing my days ever back
Reaching for the meaning as the nights slip past
If fate would just let me
Be more than a tramp
See one last moment as that
Hidden by the veil
Memory of the better times
I smell it there as well
Is it possible that my deduction was incorrect
That everything I wanted has already myself left
The wind winds the way that it pleases
Brushing the brightly-lit glasses it sees
All of the memories of those in between
The light and the dark and the cold and the hearth
And as I breathe it all in
I'm left with
Left with just the fleeting memories of the wind
Shadows that dance upon my wall
Candles flicker with the evil of it all
Dastardly plans and festering rites
Play out in some hovel by candlelight
The wind snuffs out the flames
And for a moment I breathe
A cold blistering gale it would seem
And if I were younger I might have been pleased
But pleasures in life don't come that easily
Stolen all of it by moonlight
The wind it speaks
Or could I be hearing things
What does it mean to think
Separately
If I speak maybe it will pity me
Then listen wind
Please help me then
Brush my black nights into the past
And as I breathe you in
I'm left with
Left with just your fleeting memories
And for a moment I can almost hear
These happy ghosts whispering their cheers
Not to it not to me
The wind winds the way that it pleases
Brushing the brightly-lit glasses it sees
All of the memories of those in between
The laughter and screams of delight
As families gather in the light
Beast-obsessed they call me
And maybe they're right
But who works in the shadows to protect their dreams if not me
I find myself in the night
The youth the wind's stolen
A frightful glance in the mirror
Confirms my worst fears
How far removed am I from thence
Just up from the chair and I wince
The last reminder of youth is only a memory of the wind
Memories of the moonlight
Stories of the wind
Brushing my days ever back
Reaching for the meaning as the nights slip past
If fate would just let me
Be more than a tramp
See one last moment as that
Writer: Sam Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid