Текст песни Bastille - Glory

Deep in a corner of the night
  We were lying in the middle of the road
  Counting the planes as they flew by
  Inconceivable imagining them go
  And drunk we set the world to rise
  As we fell and hit our heads upon the curb
  You make me laugh until I die
  Can you think of any better way to choke?

Stories told to me and stories told to you
And did you ever feel like they were ringing true?

And all their words for glory
Well they all, they sounded empty
When we're looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven
Way down here upon the ground
When we're lying in the dirt
There's no looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven

  Not everything had gone to plan
  But we made the best of what we had, you know
  Passing the drink from hand to hand
  We admit we really know nothing at all

Stories told to me and stories told to you
And was it feeling real, and were they ringing true?

And all their words for glory
Well they all, they sounded empty
When we're looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven
Way down here upon the ground
When we're lying in the dirt
There's no looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven

I'll take my chances on the curb here with you
We watched the plans leave us behind
On the curb here with you
We watched the plans leave us behind
And...and then you put your hand in mine
And pulled me back from things divine
Stop looking up for heaven, waiting to be buried

And all their words for glory
Well they all, they sounded empty
When we're looking up for heaven
Looking up for heaven
Way down here upon the ground
When we're lying in the dirt
There's no looking up for heaven
Looking up