Текст песни
[Куплет 1] Cup of tea gone cold on the console Morning light on the tapes and the dust You are there in the glass Humming softly Saying “Love is a habit Not luck” [Припев] Bittersweet suite on the fm tonight Every movement is a moment we lost We got right Turn it up Let the chorus confess All the little things we never addressed Bittersweet suite as the dial rolls on If the song keeps playing Are we really gone? [Куплет 2] You left boots by the door for a weekend Never came for the laces you broke I still talk to the coat on the hanger Like it answers in your gentle joke [Припев] Bittersweet suite on the fm tonight Every movement is a moment we lost We got right Turn it up Let the chorus confess All the little things we never addressed Bittersweet suite as the dial rolls on If the song keeps playing Are we really gone? [Бридж] [Orchestral swell rises Then falls to a hush] I walk past the church and the chip shop Hear your name in the traffic and rain I keep finding our past in the pavement Every crack spelling out your name (oh) [Куплет 3] Now the fields out of town feel forgiving Rust-red gate and a sky turning blue I can almost believe i’m beginning To make peace with the ghost of you [Припев] Bittersweet suite on the fm tonight Every movement is a moment we lost We got right Turn it up Let the chorus confess All the little things we never addressed Bittersweet suite as the dial rolls on If the song keeps playing Are we really gone? [Аутро] Static fades But the melody lingers On my tongue On my tired old speakers Bittersweet suite Then the world moves on I sit still in the dark Long after the song
