Crosses - Absynthe Minded

The pursuit of fun

As defined over on Gate Street

You left it

Behind some time ago

In this town

When the air has no colour no scent

And your memory just don’t work right

The faces the names

Where the chrome wheels speak

And the bodies entangle

There’s an upbeat song

She likes to hum along

In this town

Where air has no colour no scent

And your memory just don’t work right

The faces the names

I’ve been away

You have kept track of the time

Don’t be afraid

You’ll be safe with me let’s go inside

In this town

When the air has no colour no scent

And your memory just don’t work right

The faces the names

All over the place

Looking for her

Looking for her

She’s out of place

And out of her mind

One day she’ll be mine

This warm embrace

I found you at last

I found you at last

‘Cause you lost control

You like it too much

Come with me tonight