Over the Midnight - Jonathan Wilson

We are traveling over the midnight

We are holding our hearts

We are in flight

And our shoes might as well be nails!

In our minds play 1000 pretty songs (for us)

And there’s nothing up here that could be savage

There’s no fear, no hatred, no killers, no guns

And besides, you’re wearing red ruby lipstick

So I touch you and smile while you laugh

While these idiots all lose their power

And we dance as we cover our trail

Yeah this world it is burning

But don’t it feel incredible?

Whisper in my ear

And tell me what you see in the flames

There’s a freak loading out of my driveway

He’s a stranger with a kind hippie face

There’s the muscled ghost

And it’s riddled with torment

Can you roll babe?

Here’s some papers and grass

And besides, we’ve got the whole town to roam around in

And they’ve overdubbed our voices in French

To the Beverly Hills for our Margaritas

You look so pretty in the polo, but you’re smashing in pink

Yeah this world it is burning

But don’t it feel incredible?

Whisper in my ear

And tell me what you see in the flames, in the flames

We are traveling over the midnight

We are holding our own, we are in flight

And our shoes they might as well be nails

Our minds play 1000 pretty tunes (for us)

There is nothing up here that could be savage

Theres no fear, no hatred, no killers, no guns