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As you wished
Itâs over
Letâs bring down the curtain on us
No more dancing, no more falling
Into beating, into beaming denial
The last rain falls at dusk
While those yellow lights are kneaded into the wet asphalt
Iâm not calling, Iâm not crawling, Iâm not coming down
Iâm not coming, Iâm not crawling, Iâm not calling out
Just recalling how that soaking never-ending night
Made you vanish round the corner like a passer-by
Has your fear turned into panic?
A sudden and meaningless whine
Same old dance
No more warnings
Your quick fix wonât keep you safe, darling
The last rain falls at dusk
While those yellow lights are kneaded into the wet asphalt
Iâm not calling, Iâm not crawling, Iâm not coming down
Iâm not coming, Iâm not crawling, Iâm not calling out
Just recalling how that soaking never-ending night
Made you vanish round the corner like a passer-by
The way she slips out of her clothes
Still paints my mornings whether it rains or shines
Sheâs yellow, orange, white and green
While the air is coloured by her naked skin
Iâm not calling, Iâm not crawling, Iâm not coming down
Iâm not coming, Iâm not crawling, Iâm not calling out
Just recalling how that soaking never-ending night
Made you vanish round the corner like a passer-by
- Album:
- Fünke Pop
- Inflatable Optimism