Frenzal Rhomb - Laneway Dave Lyrics

The doors are closed the chilled wind blows in from the east and whispers
Memories of a time in the sun
Then I see a light through the cracks turn on
And hear the sound of a good time rising up
And here stands Laneway Dave
Silhouette in the haze
Been gone for 40 days
It's time for Laneway Dave
Extreme laneway darts is the order of the evening as the chandelier
Reflects off the bikes.
We're playing air drums along with the experience,
As the lights behind the bookshelf turn on
And hang with Laneway Dave
It's where I'll rest my brain
Inside that perfect cave
And learn from Laneway Dave.