[{"id":33726237,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"The Best of Faithless","duration":244.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: The Best of Faithless\n duration_ms: 244000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":4476680,"name":"Postcards (Rewritten mix)","trackName":"Postcards (Rewritten mix)","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Insomnia: The Best of Faithless","duration":212.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh, Darling, I miss you.\nAn boy has it hard\nThe thought of you leavin'\nIs breakin' my heart\n\nMaxi Jazz:\nNew York, New York, temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop\nCops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday I feel close enough to smell 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leavin'\nIs breakin' my heart.\nIf these walls can hold you,\nMy house will be down.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards (Rewritten mix)\n artist: Faithless\n album: 'Insomnia: The Best of Faithless'\n duration_ms: 212000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Oh, Darling, I miss you.\n An boy has it hard\n The thought of you leavin'\n Is breakin' my heart\n\n Maxi Jazz:\n New York, New York, temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops\n And it never stops\n I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today I feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were plannin' just fell through\n Florida's out\n We fly September 22 to Heathrow, but there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show\n Lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n\n Oh, Darling, I miss 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I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! 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I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":29601335,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Live at Alexandra Palace","duration":236.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: Live at Alexandra Palace\n duration_ms: 236000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! 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I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! 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I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":32808628,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Sunday 8pm (Special Edition)","duration":244.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: Sunday 8pm (Special Edition)\n duration_ms: 244000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":32615416,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"sky. 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I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: sky. 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I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":32702334,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Sunday 8Pm","duration":187.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: Sunday 8Pm\n duration_ms: 187000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":32272255,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Sunday 8pm / Saturday 3am","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: Sunday 8pm / Saturday 3am\n duration_ms: 209000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":21218367,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Live At Alexandra Palace DVDA","duration":233.822041,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: Live At Alexandra Palace DVDA\n duration_ms: 233822\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":20882471,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Sunday 8PM","duration":243.726438,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: Sunday 8PM\n duration_ms: 243726\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"},{"id":21222505,"name":"Postcards","trackName":"Postcards","artistName":"Faithless","albumName":"Sunday 8pm","duration":209.413333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My love has gone\nHis boots no longer by my door\nHe left at dawn\nAnd as I slept I felt him go\nNew York, New York temperature's droppin'\nThe band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\nCops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\nAnd it never stops\nI'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\nToday i feel close enough to smell you\nAdditional dates they were planning just fell through\nFlorida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\nSo there's not really long to go\nTonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\nMore than four hits the floor at a party\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nSend my love to everybody\nHoney I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\nStayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\nThe T.M. recommend Sanatogen\nOne of them could resist takin' the\nI miss you like a lock on the door what's more\nI go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\nDon't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\nBut there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\nSo I stay up late with a tape or meditate\nMy bed is travellin' at 55 mph\nWhen we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\nIt's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\nGod Bless\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nWe just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\nI'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\nGleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\nAs for us there's too much to relate\nWe've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\nAmerica's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\nOnly place in the world even I can gain weight\nOur next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\nThere's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\nAnyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\nI really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nMy love has gone\nNo earthly ships will ever bring him home again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Postcards\n artist: Faithless\n album: Sunday 8pm\n duration_ms: 209413\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n My love has gone\n His boots no longer by my door\n He left at dawn\n And as I slept I felt him go\n New York, New York temperature's droppin'\n The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop\n Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops\n And it never stops\n I'm waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you\n Today i feel close enough to smell you\n Additional dates they were planning just fell through\n Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow\n\n So there's not really long to go\n Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you\n More than four hits the floor at a party\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Send my love to everybody\n Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' queasy\n Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy\n The T.M. recommend Sanatogen\n One of them could resist takin' the\n I miss you like a lock on the door what's more\n I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore\n Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great\n\n But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state\n So I stay up late with a tape or meditate\n My bed is travellin' at 55 mph\n When we make it to L.A. I'll still be miles away\n It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest\n God Bless\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines\n I'm fine, sun's shinin' bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the truck's pass\n Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen\n As for us there's too much to relate\n We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state\n America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate\n Only place in the world even I can gain weight\n Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, open air\n There's a rumour Melle Mel'll be there\n Anyway, All my love, God bless I'm yawning\n I really miss watchin' you get dressed in the morning\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n My love has gone\n No earthly ships will ever bring him home again\n"}]