Lyrics
I ll tell you a story i can t forget, for whole generations of trains Bruce, tell you of faces that i remember yet
the money that s running the town
The money that s running the town, lost their place in the dance Bruce, there s no room for surprise
ghostly kids every year
Lights keep on hiding their eyes, so many people without a chance, i ll tell you a story bout coal and steel
Ghostly kids every year, big ships stopped berthing
lost their place in the dance
lost their place in the dance
In the grey rain, lost their place in the dance, they closed down the stations
There s no room for surprise, there s no room for surprise
Hear the tears, bout a time left behind
Big ships stopped berthing, i ll tell you a story i can t forget, there s no room for surprise
Hope keeps on losing, the money that s running the town
Lights keep on hiding their eyes, for whole generations of trains
hope keeps on losing
Lights keep on hiding their eyes, i ll tell you a story could wake the streets
City still smokes with fear, i ll tell you a story bout coal and steel
I ll tell you a story bout coal and steel, big ships stopped berthing Jack, the money that s running the town
so many people without a chance
city still smokes with fear
Hope keeps on losing, bout a time left behind
Tell you of faces that i remember yet, bout a time left behind, they re lost in the clyde
there s no room for surprise
tell you of faces that i remember yet
Hear the tears, lights keep on hiding their eyes Industrial, tell you a story of grief and grime
in the grey rain
So many people without a chance, they closed down the stations
Big ships stopped berthing, they closed down the stations, hope keeps on losing
lost their place in the dance
there s no room for surprise
for whole generations of trains
Lights keep on hiding their eyes, they closed down the stations Child, for whole generations of trains
hope keeps on losing
Tell you of faces that i remember yet, tell you a story of grief and grime Bruce, i ll tell you a story could wake the streets
big ships stopped berthing
Hope keeps on losing, hear the tears
For whole generations of trains, lost their place in the dance, so many people without a chance
I ll tell you a story could wake the streets, i ll tell you a story could wake the streets, hear the tears
Tell you a story of grief and grime, hear the tears
There s no room for surprise, there s no room for surprise
In the grey rain, i ll tell you a story could wake the streets