Filmed by Victor Kovachev
https://vimeo.com/user31350942
Recorded & Mixed by Dan Weeks
https://www.weeksweeksweeks.com
Recorded at Collins' Music Hall with thanks to Rohn Thurman
https://database.theatrestrust.org.uk...
Supported by PRS Foundation's Momentum Fund
Remember all the nights we spent,
Dreaming big and wanting more,
To break out of this little town,
Spend a summer in New York,
Remember all the days we dreamt,
Of our our house, down by the shore,
Picking names out for our kids,
Choosing colours for the walls,
Now you're gone, gone, gone.
So many nights I lost wasted on you,
So many tears I spent thinking 'bout you,
All of the dreams we had,
For the big life we planned, oh lord,
All of the years I lost just to lose you,
Building me up to this perfect ruin,
All of the dreams we had,
For the big life we planned, they're gone,
Now you're gone, gone, gone,
Now you're gone, gone, gone.
Now I'm here in perfect quiet,
Hold my pillow like it's you,
I've been chaising shadows,
Looking for the ghost of you,
I drink to get me through the nights,
Wash your body out the room,
Wish that we could compromise,
Why we do the things we do,
So many nights I lost wasted on you,
So many tears I spent thinking 'bout you,
All of the dreams we had,
For the big life we planned, oh lord,
All of the years I lost just to lose you,
Building me up to this perfect ruin,
All of the dreams we had,
For the big life we planned, they're gone,
Now you're gone, gone, gone,
Now you're gone, gone, gone.
The good life, the big plans,
Put my, whole life, in your hands
The good life, the big plans, yeah.
Remember all the nights we spent,
Dreaming big and wanting more,
To break out of this little town,
Spend a summer in New York.
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