Radical Face - West Lyrics






Familiar ground's a distant thing
When you travel vague and crooked roads
And the sun's a scab on vacant skies
Now we always hope we're still alone

There's too much time for idle minds
Imagination's armed with hooks and knives
We count our fears to pass the time
Tired or not, don't close your eyes

A picket fence
A painted house
A quiet life

One where our days are calm
And night's are spent in kind
One where our hopes and dreams
Are attainable things
One where time can't reach

Gain half the plains now
Cut mountain chains down
Sleep when you can
You can't know how the night's fall

Things will be better there
Things will be good there
Don't stop to think
Just chase the dream we're chasing

I smell the fireplace
Warm light, a warm face
A quiet life
A life, a life, a life, a life
A life along the breeze

The dogs came at midnight
Guns drawn and eye's bright
I heard them laughin'
Black voices scratchin'

Black wind they move like
Our lives ain't worth the millions
As dog's tear the canvas
Flies on the carcass
But it buys the time we need

The dogs came at midnight
The dogs came at midnight
The dogs came at midnight
And I always hear them laughing





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  1. C.... ....

    I come here feeling down, and leave feeling motivated and euphoric.

  2. M.... ....

    Ben Cooper's music is my consolation. Forever and ever.🤗🖤🖤🖤

  3. M.... D....

    Familiar ground's a distant thing
    When you travel vague and crooked roads
    And the sun's a scab on vacant skies
    Now we always hope we're still alone

    There's too much time for idle minds
    Imagination's armed with hooks and knives
    We count our fears to pass the time
    Tired or not, don't close your eyes

    A picket fence
    A painted house
    A quiet life

    One where our days are calm
    And night's are spent in kind
    One where our hopes and dreams
    Are attainable things
    One where time can't reach

    Gain half the plains now
    Cut mountain chains down
    Sleep when you can
    You can't know how the night's fall

    Things will be better there
    Things will be good there
    Don't stop to think
    Just chase the dream we're chasing

    I smell the fireplace
    Warm light, a warm face
    A quiet life
    A life, a life, a life, a life
    A life along the breeze

    The dogs came at midnight
    Guns drawn and eye's bright
    I heard them laughin'
    Black voices scratchin'

    Black wind they move like
    Our lives ain't worth the millions
    As dog's tear the canvas
    Flies on the carcass
    But it buys the time we need

    The dogs came at midnight
    The dogs came at midnight
    The dogs came at midnight
    And I always hear them laughing

  4. A.... S....

    Every song is purely written and purely composed as well 💜

  5. A.... ....

    I honestly can't tell why I sing along to these songs when I listen to them but no matter I do and I just really hope my parents can't hear me. Because it's terrible- but in other words, these songs really, *really* give me creativity bursts and have inspired a few writing outlines I begin and take place in a lot of the playlists on spotify that i use to get into the mood of the genre (such as I have a one for mystery)

  6. J.... H....

    Literally one of my favourite artists, awesome!

  7. T.... M....

    Love your work, Ben.   Seriously a huge fan.  

  8. a.... r....

    LoVE it! Love all your tunes!!

  9. L.... O....

    Hey, tank you!!!! :D

  10. R.... M....

    As always mate its beautiful.

  11. A.... D....

    Really wonderful.. 

  12. N.... ....

    awesome