Between Days - Red House Painters

Hanging low a big embrace of Aztec moon

And throwing down a glow on this flourescent tune

And cooling off and phasing out of chlorine bed

Shadows at the walls of the sun makes clear the door he read

Void of movement void of feeling

Void of life

Shadows crackles Spanish church in the night

Don’t feel sour in the far window there

Don’t be bothered by the words in your head

When the sun goes down

And just a night

This will be bring up pretty

Some old fire (???)

Makes what’s dead come alive

For the long and lonely ride

Ancient highway

Desert dust diamond lit sky

Like some lost planet

Never breathes any life

And barely moving

Broken ears bend and crawl

Talk to where you’re stuck in I won’t cease until dawn

Wake me up when you can hear

The sound of people getting near

Where what’s dead becomes alive

And there’s a long and lonely ride

Who can know there’s so much life around us thins

Life from heaven smiles down on this room

Some parade of colours

Marching on music trails

Morning slips to evening

Falls through holes in between days

And you can loose another year

Where are the pictures perfect teen?

And where what’s dead come alive

And where you are comes alive