[Music] Richard Thompson – Crimescene

Richard Thompson, the renowned American singer-songwriter and music star, has graced us with his latest single titled "Crimescene". This loveable song showcases Thompson's exceptional talent in both writing and composing music. Released in 2016, "Crimescene" is an absolute gem that should not be overlooked.

This captivating track is featured on Thompson's remarkable project, "Dream Attic". With its mesmerizing melodies and heartfelt lyrics, "Crimescene" truly stands out among the other songs in the album.

We urge you to take a moment to listen to this incredible piece of art by Richard Thompson. Share it with your friends and loved ones, and immerse yourself in the beauty of "Crimescene". Let the enchanting music and Thompson's soulful voice transport you to a world of emotions and musical brilliance. Enjoy!

Richard Thompson Crimescene Lyrics:
Broken glass, a broken chair
A lamp hangs by a thread
Scattered pages, spattered walls
Mayhem on the bed

Peace is gone and love is gone
And darkness wins the day
A soul is torn away
A soul is torn away

A crumpled shirt, a hank of hair
A shoe print made of blood
Phone ripped out, shades all drawn
A life is hammered shut

And I should ball my fists and scream
Against the dying of the dream
But I can't aim my rage at fate
Where's the face to pin the hate?

But I can't aim my rage at fate
Where's the face to pin the hate?
Where's the face to pin the hate?

A ticket booked, a suitcase packed
A diary on the desk
Free will's just a walk on part
In this ugly humoresque

Peace is gone and love is gone
And darkness wins the day
A soul is torn away
A soul is torn away

A soul is torn away
A soul is torn away

And I should ball my fists and scream
Against the dying of the dream
But I can't aim my rage at fate
Where's the face to pin the hate?

But I can't aim my rage at fate
But where's the face to pin the hate?

Here we stand around like victims
Waiting for the crime
Waiting for the butcher's knife
Just one cut at a time

You plan and he plans
You sleep while he steals
Your wheels can only spin
Inside of other wheels

Peace is gone and love is gone
And darkness wins the day
A soul is torn away
A soul is torn away

A soul is torn away
A soul is torn away
A soul is torn away