TONIGHT - Ghost Songs

I know this trip like the back of an LP
Yeh it's twists and turns, like a pulse inside me
The 7.50, direct to the city...
The Friday crowd, hurried and expectant
Of cologne, fresh plans, shoes lent and "Hey Man
Can I bludge a smoke", it's starting to Go...tonight
The rain hugs the street like a neon meniscus
Kids run in fever, as if with blinkers oh no...

So we roll, roll, waves on the shore
Soak up the sounds and the colours once more
Give em some kinda sweetness, something to believe in
Tonight...

He's Six Feet Two of broken capillaries
But his twists and turns, do something inside me
A broken LP, give 'im something to fall in ,tonight...
Coz each payday comes just like a parole
And he's off like a gun, to somewhere I don't know
Mysteries, a wink and a smile...goodbye
A three fingered Gin, salute to the silence
I don't check pockets no more, as long as he's in before light

So we roll, roll, like cans on the shore
Spill outta buses and trains once more
Crowded tranquillity, direct to the city, tonight...

I can't explain, I'm a moth to a flame
I'm drawn til I'm blinded, then thrown back again
Just wanna see some sweetness, some kinda reason, tonight