It was a long and dark December From the rooftops I remember There was snow, white snow Clearly I remember From the windows they were watching While we froze down below When the future's architectured By a carnival of idiots on show You'd better lie low If you love me, won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December When the banks became cathedrals And the fox became God Priests clutched onto bibles Hollowed out to fit their rifles And a cross held aloft Bury me in armour When I'm dead and hit the ground My nerves are poles that unfroze And if you love me, won't you let me know?
I don't want to be a soldier Who the captain of some sinking ship Would stow, far below. So if you love me, why'd you let me go?
I took my love down to violet hill There we sat in snow All that time she was silent still Said if you love me, won't you let me know? If you love me, won't you let me know
Compositores: Christopher Anthony John Martin (A Martin) (PRS), Guy Rupert Berryman (Coldplay) (PRS), Jonathan Mark Buckland (Coldplay) (PRS), William Champion (Coldplay) (PRS)Editor: Universal Music Publishing Mgb Limited (PRS)Publicado em 2012 e lançado em 2013 (09/Ago)ECAD verificado obra #41804544 e fonograma #3398930 em 23/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM