More songs by Kingfishr
Description
It's as if a warm evening has suddenly been replaced by the emptiness of a switched-off screen. The light seems to still be on, but it no longer gives off any warmth. Dreams fall away like paper stars from old posters, and all that remains is sound - pulsating, hot, like the breath of time itself. There is a slight longing for twenty-one, and bitter irony: the best that remains is stored in the phone's memory. But there is still heat in these ashes - the very “heat” that prevents them from cooling down completely.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sometimes I never come back.
0:28
Leaving all of your dreams upon the
0:31
charts
0:34
in a fly you're gone
0:38
and the curtains all are drawn.
0:43
And the funny thing is no one stops to
0:46
ask the stars but the lights don't shine
0:51
those
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[Music]
0:54
Heat.
0:58
Heat.
1:02
[Music]
1:21
Sometimes they never pull through.
1:26
Maybe they even fall in front of you.
1:32
Yeah.
1:33
It's too late
1:36
for the bet you never played.
1:40
And the funny thing is all stuff. Heat.
1:44
Heat.
1:47
[Music]
1:54
Heat. Heat.
1:59
[Music]
2:16
[Music]
2:22
[Music]
2:28
[Music]
2:31
How come the stars rise but the lights
2:33
don't shine by those eyes like they did
2:36
when we were young at the age of 21.
2:42
And who says you can't lose when the
2:44
flames burn out? the morning news and
2:47
the best you'll ever know is a memory on
2:51
your phone.