I feel like I’m slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under / I feel like I’m holding onto nothing
She wore lemon / To colour in the cold gray night / She had heaven / And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture / A moving picture / Through light projected / He can see himself up close / A man captures colour / A man likes to stare / He turns his money into light / To look for her
And I feel like I’m drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore / And I feel like I’m swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins / Midnight is where the day begins / Midnight is where the day begins
Lemon / See through in the sunlight
A man builds a city / With banks and cathedrals / A man melts the sand so he can / See the world outside / A man makes a car / And builds a road to run (them) on / A man dreams of leaving / But he always stays behind / And these are the days when our work has come asunder / And these are the days when we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins / Midnight is where the day begins / Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture / A moving picture / Through light projected / He can see himself up close / A man captures colour / A man likes to stare / He turns his money into light / To look for her / She is the dreamer / She’s imagination / Through the light projected / He can see himself up close
Gotta meet her there / She’s your destination / There’s no sleeping there / She’s imagination
