There's no light in my eyes
Though there are lights in the sky
There's no love for me on this train
There's no cocaine in this cocaine
There's no diving, no bombing and no heavy petting
No moon for the crooning, no sun for the setting
No road to the past
No ever forgetting your face
No canvassers, hawkers, salesmen or dogs
No wind in the willows, no phone in the box
No hair on the pillow
Cascading and framing your face
There is a picture lost in the ethеr
Chewed to corruption by the binary ocеans
Of you and I kissing, the fizzing and hoping
Before the landslide
There is a picture, there is a picture
Grasping dignity's final thread
I hauled my body from your bed
Hollow echo down the hall
Slowly closing hotel door
You're a pitiless millstone, impossible check
You're a lure to the shore and the rocks and a wreck
You're a slender and elegant foot on the neck
And I love you
You're a figment, a rumor, a kiss on the wind
You're a smoke and a dance and a kick in the shins
And we had the answers
But you'll pull the wings off of anything
There is a picture lost in the ethеr
Chewed to corruption by the binary ocеans
Of you and I kissing, fizzing and hoping
Before the landslide
There is a picture
Of a moment electric
There is a picture lost in the ethеr
Chewed to corruption by the binary ocеans
Of you and I kissing, fizzing and hoping
Before the landslide
There is a picture, there is a picture