Traffic Lights at Night [Yumiko] [Live in the Forest]
from Dorothea [EP] by David Lawrie
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lyrics
Mid-night, mid-flight I stop
And I pull over.
Mid-night, mid flight I stop;
Red-light cripples, Alzheimer's and drivers.
Mid-night I stop;
Not a soul, nor the devil to keep me still.
The sane man - he passes me by
And the red light won't even care, or remember.
Mid-night, mid-flight I stop
And it's getting me down.
Mid-night, mid-flight I stop
And I can't come around.
The in-flight film is atrocious -
It's out of sync, it st-tutters and bugs me.
The outside temperature's falling
And everything looks much better without the frost.
Everything looks much better without the frost,
And everything gets much better when I
Look at the clock, look at the clock, look at the clock,
Look at the clock, look at the date.
Pick up the pace, pick up the pace, pick up the pace,
Pick up the pace, pick up the time.
Mirror behind, mirror behind, mirror behind,
Mirror behind, mirror your face
Mirror the time, mirror the time, mirror the time,
Mirror the time, mirror the place.
Everything looks much better without the frost.
Everything tastes much sweeter without the cost.
Maybe I'm not making much sense at all,
Either way I won't make it stop.
Mid-night, mid-flight I stop
Paying attention to signals and warnings.
In my head I'm unbreakable
If I'm already broken in pieces.
Acceleration and hand break turns
And long term aviation,
And stationary traffic,
I'm passing by
With imaginary turrets and land-mines.
Middle of the night and it's terrible
That no-one's around to witness the things
That I couldn't do in the daylight
When the red light might gun me down.
But the star-light is silent;
The moon keeps smiling down and he flicks me a wink,
And the red light is feeling less angry
Because I made a deal with her brother.
And she shouldn't really care because it's quiet, anyway.
And I never really cared because I know it's best to
Look at the clock, look at the clock, look at the clock,
Look at the clock, look at the date.
Pick up the pace, pick up the pace, pick up the pace,
Pick up the pace, pick up the time.
Mirror behind, mirror behind, mirror behind,
Mirror behind, mirror your face
Mirror the time, mirror the time, mirror the time,
Mirror the time, mirror the place.
Everything looks much better without the frost.
Everything tastes much sweeter without the cost.
Maybe I'm not making much sense at all,
Either way I won't make it stop.
And I pull over.
Mid-night, mid flight I stop;
Red-light cripples, Alzheimer's and drivers.
Mid-night I stop;
Not a soul, nor the devil to keep me still.
The sane man - he passes me by
And the red light won't even care, or remember.
Mid-night, mid-flight I stop
And it's getting me down.
Mid-night, mid-flight I stop
And I can't come around.
The in-flight film is atrocious -
It's out of sync, it st-tutters and bugs me.
The outside temperature's falling
And everything looks much better without the frost.
Everything looks much better without the frost,
And everything gets much better when I
Look at the clock, look at the clock, look at the clock,
Look at the clock, look at the date.
Pick up the pace, pick up the pace, pick up the pace,
Pick up the pace, pick up the time.
Mirror behind, mirror behind, mirror behind,
Mirror behind, mirror your face
Mirror the time, mirror the time, mirror the time,
Mirror the time, mirror the place.
Everything looks much better without the frost.
Everything tastes much sweeter without the cost.
Maybe I'm not making much sense at all,
Either way I won't make it stop.
Mid-night, mid-flight I stop
Paying attention to signals and warnings.
In my head I'm unbreakable
If I'm already broken in pieces.
Acceleration and hand break turns
And long term aviation,
And stationary traffic,
I'm passing by
With imaginary turrets and land-mines.
Middle of the night and it's terrible
That no-one's around to witness the things
That I couldn't do in the daylight
When the red light might gun me down.
But the star-light is silent;
The moon keeps smiling down and he flicks me a wink,
And the red light is feeling less angry
Because I made a deal with her brother.
And she shouldn't really care because it's quiet, anyway.
And I never really cared because I know it's best to
Look at the clock, look at the clock, look at the clock,
Look at the clock, look at the date.
Pick up the pace, pick up the pace, pick up the pace,
Pick up the pace, pick up the time.
Mirror behind, mirror behind, mirror behind,
Mirror behind, mirror your face
Mirror the time, mirror the time, mirror the time,
Mirror the time, mirror the place.
Everything looks much better without the frost.
Everything tastes much sweeter without the cost.
Maybe I'm not making much sense at all,
Either way I won't make it stop.
credits
from Dorothea [EP],
released August 21, 2015
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