The Midnight
The Midnight
Been trying to move onBeen black and blueTrying to turn the oldInto something newYou found somebodyI found someone tooShe got everything I needYeah but she’s not youI locked my love into the groundHoped it never could be foundBody slowly shutting downAnd now I am…
The Midnight
I see youYou see meEighteenth floorAcross the streetSometimes you danceSometimes you readTV dinners, fall asleepDo I ever cross your mindThrough your window in the skyWhen you forget to close the blindsSo do II see youCheck your phoneWash the dishesFold the clothesSometimes you stay upAnd get stonedBut
The Midnight
Everything is clear in the rear view mirrorThe coast highway and the golden hourOnly loveNothing was lostEverything fits when you tell your storyThe blurry portraits in the halls of formerLoversGoneBut nothing was lostYou’ll always be a part of meYou gave me a song to singDancing in your roomInnocent
The Midnight
Strangers in a dark room, laughing at jokes they didn’t quite hearFrosted window panes and cheap champagne a face appearsAnd anything could happen in these cathedrals we roamWhere shadow people dance and trade their glance and walk home aloneShe’s staring out the window of the Roosevelt HotelWatching
The Midnight
Some look to the sky for truthI look across the roomKatie’s dress in full bloomYellows and bluesBut I prefer kick drums and red wineI prefer kick drums and red wineI prefer kick drums and red wineI prefer kick drums and red wineSome people find it with devotionSome with gold and some with bourbonSome like praying […
The Midnight
Fire on the beachFace to the skyThe stars dance around like gods in the skiesThe gold silhoutteYou take off your clothesAnd my heart feels the weight of all I don’t knowMemories and mountain topsDrunk on Sunset BoulevardWith the city of angels singing onMaybe this is just a dreamAnd maybe we are
The Midnight
Oh, GloriaI feel so much betterI feel so much better todayAnd it’s not the dr*gsAnd it’s not the weatherI just feel so much better todayI’ve been asleep in the driver’s seatI’ve been lost in my head for weeksTryin’ to find what it is I needToo god damned tired to sleepAnd