LYRICS:

MAGIC HOUR EP



SMOKE & CHANDELIERS

Are the windows fogging up?

Or is it in my head?

The way that you’ve been showing off

Could syndicate the dead

Or indicate instead

A different shade of red

We danced until we bled

(Ooooo)



Lady you’re done hanging around

As soon as you’re gone my feet hit the ground



This ballroom just ain’t big enough for an ego like hers

If this were several years ago

She’d cut you with her spurs

Or grip you out of fear

And whisper in your ear about

Smoke & chandeliers

(Ooooo)



Lady you’re done hanging around

As soon as you’re gone my feet hit the ground



Swear that I’ve seen darker days

And I’m feeling just fine

The smell in here is talking loud

And crawling up your spine

Fancy footwork was too kind

In a cruising state of mind

I hope it treats you right

12TH AVE. FRIGHT

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

I’m sorry I can’t stay

Rip it out the only way we know how

And I’m feeling empty in the end

I came along for the free drinks and the light show

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

I’m sorry I can’t stay

Do you have a light sir please my hands they shake

But I swear that I’m okay

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

Awaken me

Do the only thing they told you to do and feel

Before it was too near and the place is here

The hand up the back of the puppeteer, oh dear

I came along for the free drinks and the light show

Do you have a light sir please my hands they shake

But I swear that I’m okay

When you meet the maker earth shaker

You’d be stopping all delay

A slightly heavy phase

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

Awaken me

When you meet the maker earth shaker

You’d be stopping all delay

A slightly heavy phase

Take me with you to the place

Where we could run and hide

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

What a lovely fright you’ve been the past few days

Awaken me

Won’t You Come Along

I lie awake in the sound

I don’t know when I was bound

A committed hunter

I lie awake in the field I don’t know when it was real

The color red and the thunder

They only tear up the sides of the maze

Stereo days

They only tear up the sides of the maze

Stereo days

Won’t you come along

Won’t you come along

They’re spinning our song

Won’t you be the last one of the evening

You lie awake in the sound

I don’t know when I was bound

A committed hunter

I lie awake in the field I don’t know when it was real

The color red and the thunder

Please be another empty-

Please be another for one, another to run

When you’re golden, you’re golden and getting it done

Won’t you come along

Won’t you come along

They’re spinning our song

Won’t you be the last one of the evening

Sand Song

Too soon to tell but I think they’re onto us

Judging by the low shining light

On your lapel and around your faded cuffs

And every instinct you’ve got is pure fight

Kindly put it, I’m still in a trance

Kindly put it, they can make you change your stance

Kindly put it, I’m still in a trance

Kindly put it, not a chance

It’s kicking me down low

Are you getting what you wanted to get

It’s kicking me down low before you

Picture yourself warm in a hammock and drinking dust

Or picture yourself stormed by a blue gust

Don’t look back now but it’s on the rails

You better throw more coal when they’re on your tails

Kindly put it, I’m still in a trance

Kindly put it, they can make you change your stance

Kindly put it, I’m still in a trance

Kindly put it, not a chance

Desert Rd.

Living on a desert road

You find a woman wrapped in bones

Dusty cities carry me

I never went so I could leave

Living on a desert road

Was it what you’re looking for?

And now that I’m too blind to see, well

I never went so I could breathe

Living on a desert road

Grab an arrow for your bow

Counting shadows on the moon

I pull it down with tight harpoons

Living on the desert road

The magic hour a la mode

Casting all your silhouettes

To the tune of Stone Age cassettes

Living on the desert road

Your speeding car takes to the flow

Of never ending sandy seas

And straight into a rocky fee

We’re dying on the-