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Tonight, the world will crumble all around us,
And in my darkest hour, you’re all I could ever need.
Tonight the world will be lost to those around us.
I say my goodbyes,
As we close our eyes.
As the world stops revolving,
I look into your eyes.
As the world stops revolving,
I’m glad it’s you by my side.
As the world stops revolving,
We have such little time.
As the world stops revolving,
I found love at the end of the line.
Friends are all gone, slowly fading away.
Their smiling faces are now echoes of the past.
From red to green, the lights are left far behind.
The future is now uncertain, but how can I be that free?
I look into your eyes,
I see the world as it stops revolving.
I look into your eyes,
I fear the love will never stop.
Sounds and light surround where we lay,
And voices echo across the heavy haze and the crackle of the fire.
In twisted metal, we were lost within the wreckage of one another.
(It’s overwriting something, it’s a burning car)
And as I held her hand in my own, I knew I had felt a love,
but yet as quickly as it had entered my life, the world stopped it’s turn.
For us alone.
(It’s a burning car)
I look into your eyes.
I found love at the end of the line.
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Spotlight
04:33
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Nothing, nothing changes, but how you disappoint me.
Pour a drink and take the floor now.
(Lights out!)
Distant party faces, mistakes with no eraser.
You'll always be the last to leave here.
You'll never leave here.
You only came to...
Hold tight, it's a long night.
Watching your footsteps,
Goodnight,
Spotlight.
(Lights out!)
Dance floor, in the tech noir.
Watching your footsteps.
Encore.
Spotlight.
(Lights out!)
Mirrors on a glass floor, this isn't what you came for.
You only came to dance.
Dancing in the backlight, an incandescent midnight.
The monochrome glamour of the disco.
Just a photo.
You only came to...
I engineer my life with perfect composure.
Living, breathing, escaping in the noise.
You see, at night, without the echoing lure of the dark room.
I lay awake, dreaming of Z-list fame and moneyless glory.
Discrete retreat,
Petite heartbeat,
Backseat deceit,
Complete defeat.
Complete defeat,
Discrete retreat,
Retreat.
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Polaroid Stranger
03:32
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You are just a picture, a close up of an image.
Negative reaction, in full screen resolution.
Keep your secret,
In the dark room.
You capture,
A pose by the epitaph that you’ll regret later.
Look closer,
In the back of the photograph; a polaroid stranger.
The perilous feeling that someone’s always watching.
A hidden spectator, developing on paper.
Keep your secret,
In the dark room.
You capture,
A pose by the epitaph that you’ll regret later.
Look closer,
In the back of the photograph; a polaroid stranger.
Spectator,
Polaroid stranger,
You’ll regret later.
You’ll regret later.
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Slowly driving / slowly moving,
Never stopping / never pausing,
Over houses / over buildings,
Always moving / ever closer.
Talk in whispers / in the shadows.
Where the movement / never followed.
Echoes calling / voices falling,
We know the names of everyone.
Slow motion electrocution, a hidden curse remains.
You're like a chemical haunting.
A ghost inside my veins.
Slowly driving / slowly moving,
Never stopping / never pausing,
Over houses / over buildings,
Always moving / ever closer.
Talk in whispers / in the shadows.
Where the movement / never followed.
Echoes calling / voices falling,
We know the names of everyone.
Slow motion electrocution, a hidden curse remains.
You're like a chemical haunting.
A ghost inside my veins.
If I could leave you now I would never forget the pain.
Burning sensations, I'm yours in every way.
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Stock Image Model
04:37
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You don’t know, who you are, where you’ve been.
You’re designed in magazines,
And when your eyes show everything,
Shut them tight.
I can’t bear to see you dream.
A form without passion, my perfect device.
The machines do it better, but it’s all at a price.
Intelligent eloquence, a perfect disguise.
Invented excellence.
You’re rendered irrelevant.
You don’t know, who you are, where you’ve been.
You’re designed in magazines,
And when your eyes show everything,
Shut them tight.
I can’t bear to see you dream.
A face made for fashion, In mirrors and lights.
A stock image model, kiss the camera goodnight.
Goodnight, goodnight.
Wearing leather and tights.
Goodnight, goodnight.
Kiss the camera goodnight.
Goodnight.
And catwalk out.
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The Quiet Silently Wait
04:49
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I keep a candle for the nights when the lights go out.
I watch the sun depart and leave the sky to darkness.
Beneath the windows are the faces without features,
And in the mirror, the shadows drawing closer.
As the candle goes out,
They give you nothing.
Under street lights in the rain,
I am dissolving, I am dissolving.
As the quiet silently wait, see them smile.
Under street lights in the rain,
I am dissolving, I am dissolving.
As the quiet silently wait, see them smile.
Hiding in the dark they're waiting for us to fall.
And in the mist, the shadows drawing closer.
They give you nothing.
Under street lights in the rain,
I am dissolving, I am dissolving.
As the quiet silently wait, see them smile.
Under street lights in the rain,
I am dissolving, I am dissolving.
As the quiet silently wait, see them smile.
Under street lights, in the rain.
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Cassette Conversations
04:55
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The curtain calls,
You copywrite black and white visions.
In echoed halls,
The city is hidden superstition.
A fluorescent night,
Under metallic light.
Make your exit.
This is your last communication,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
Making your final observation,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
I watch the light fade from your eyes.
Forget your name,
A telephone ringing on the concrete.
A lover’s game (through window panes),
The nightlife moving to a drumbeat.
You close your eyes,
Goodbyes, apologise.
Take your exit.
This is your last communication,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
Making your final observation,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
I watch the light fade from your eyes.
They idolize (scandalize),
The champagne drinking in the sunrise.
You recognize (romanticize),
And vanish.
You hold a cigarette, silhouette.
You hold a cigarette, silhouette.
Fantasize, socialize, glamorize, classified.
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We watch you cry as the monuments tumble.
A shadow of your empires left crumbled.
You jolt with death to awake.
And we run into the empty streets below.
The departed left you ruin, an empty void of visions.
The dreamers left betrayed, they will pay for your decisions.
Every morning you haunt me so softly, softly.
As fragments of my memory fade into grey.
The evening draws to a violent ending.
You jolt with death to awake.
We see the wreckage of our last reprisal.
The departed left you ruin, an empty void of visions.
The dreamers left betrayed, they will pay for your decisions.
Every morning you haunt me so softly, softly.
As fragments of my memory fade into grey.
In my dreams a girl is calling my name.
In flashes of light, they tear her away.
Every morning on the floor, I jolt with death to awake.
As fragments of my memory fade into grey.
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Credits
07:45
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The snow has settled once again.
A feeling I can’t comprehend.
I take a moment to reflect,
And view my life in retrospect.
My heart from you, I disconnect.
An artifact to my regret.
You watch the credits of your life.
The moments passed you by.
Left you behind.
These are the pictures of my friends.
And just for now I can pretend.
Their photographs above the stairs.
A souvenir of my despair.
I could be the perfect host,
But I’m the last one at the party.
You watch the credits of your life.
The moments passed you by.
Left you behind.
You find an old familiar room,
Invite the ghosts to sing to you.
Invite the ghosts to sing to you.
A cinematic showcase, in photographic embrace.
A cinematic showcase.
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Norway
06:38
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Credits roll on a silver screen,
Prepare your coat and leave your seat.
Place a kiss upon my cheek.
And I watch you leave, from the promenade.
A young man has died today following a tragic incident involving an automobile.
His next of kin have been notified, and a police inquiry has been launched.
The crowds parade where our footprints lie.
The hours we lost amongst the tide.
The lighthouse burns an endless light,
Yet still you left, from the promenade cinema.
I lay myself beneath the waves,
A distant choir of music plays.
I see the sky and watch it fade.
Just glimmers from the old arcade.
A ghostly sight above the bay,
I breathe a sigh and make my way.
Our figures dancing in the haze,
As we leave, from the promenade cinema.
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