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On the Plaza
We're dancing slowly, lit like photographs
Across the Plaza
Toward the shadow of the cenotaph
Down escalators, come to the sea view
Behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
A familiar figure comes to meet you
I remember your face
From some shattered windscreen...
Across the Plaza
A giant hoarding of Italian cars
Across the Plaza
The lounge is occupied by seminars
Down escalators, come to the sea view
Behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
A familiar figure comes to meet you
I remember your face
From some shattered windscreen...
From the Plaza
The highways curve in over reservoirs
On the Plaza
A queue is forming for the cinema...
Down escalators, come to the sea view
Behind all the smoked glass no-one sees you
A familiar figure comes to meet you
I remember your face
From some shattered windscreen...
On the Plaza
On the Plaza
On the Plaza
On the Plaza
On the Plaza
On the Plaza
On the Plaza
On the Plaza
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He's an angle
She's a tangent
There's some flowers on the bathroom floor
He's a clicktrack
Now she makes a flashback
He's a liquid
He's a laugh
She's a graph
He wears a sticky white shirt and tie
In those viscous clothes
His watch hand glows
He's a liquid
She's elusive
He's adhesive
He's a trickle down a falling wall
They get married too much
She's a soft touch
He's a liquid
He pulls
She pushed
They read The Bible about the Flood
She draws the curtains
'Cos now she's certain
He's a liquid
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Standing in the dark
Watching you glow
Lifting a receiver
Nobody I know
Chorus:
Underpass
Underpass
Well I used to remember
Now it's all gone
World War something
We were somebody's sons
(Chorus)
Over all the bridges
Echoes in rows
Talking at the same time
Click click drone
(Chorus)
Misty on the glass now
Rusty on the door
Here for years now
Click click drone
Click click drone
Click click drone
Click click drone
Click click
(Repeat chorus and fade)
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Chorus:
Metal beat
Metal beat
Metal beat
Metal beat
Jim Suit
Black hair
Dim skin
Gold teeth
A trickle voice like a silver sheet
The pulling of the light
Reflecting in my eyes
Pick up a flip-top box from a vinyl seat
(Chorus)
Drift in
Drift out
We're gone
I'm here
Click on
Click off
No, no
Don't get too near
Name on the shatterproof glass
Melt into a mass
Let's slide across me in this heat
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Seems like you were lit inside
I feel like fog beside the shine
Figure fades away
Someone takes my place
Meshing with the pictures on the pages
Chorus:
There's no-one driving
There's no-one driving
There's no-one driving
There's no-one
The family's back from long ago
The voices burnt, the voices gold
Vapour trails go by
Voices on the lines
Nothing to come back to can't we fade?
(Chorus)
Someone's gone liquid in the sheets
A sudden smell of burning leaves
The old streets overgrown
Somewhere else to go
It's just another switchback can't we fade?
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He stepped out of the film again
Brushed off the dust and walked away
The touch of a hand was fading from him
A different scene began
A voice-over through scenes of sunrise
"It feels like someone's using my eyes"
Tinsel wind and curtains blowing
He looked down at his hands
Chorus:
He was a new kind of man
He was a new kind of man
He was a new kind, a new kind of man
He feels the rain upon his face
He's young again, nineteen again
Blue hills on a distant skyline
Someone took his hand
An underwater kind of silence
Humming of electric pylons
"Don't forget me" fades in static
Another scene began
(Chorus)
Transparent faces from the old school
No-one to project them onto
He drives by 1958
And someone says his name
He waved out of the film again
He turned and he flickered and he walked away
He felt a distant kind of longing
Another scene began
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I'm taking nothing
It's not my way
It's almost summer now
This bed's been made
Some time ago a figure strolled
Along the esplanade
Changing in the mist and light
Underneath the green arcades
Chorus:
A blurred girl
A blurred girl
Are we running still?
Or are we standing still?
Are we running still?
Or are we standing still?
Standing so close
Never quite touching
Standing so close
Never quite touching
(Chorus)
Wounded in sleep again
The sequences move by me
A million miles across the room
A tearing sound of smiling
We're fixing distances on maps
And echo paths in crowds
The light from other windows
Falls across me now
(Chorus)
Standing so close
Never quite touching
Standing so close
Never quite touching (Repeat and fade)
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Male caucasian
Pattern scarring
Domestic gestures just like mine
Kennedy hairline
Remix features
Someone pushing through my outline
Chorus:
Voices merging
Faces blurring
Voices blurring
Faces merging
Lieutenant 030
Lieutenant 030
X-rays match up
Sunlit concrete
Missing since 1963
File a decaying car
Buried in the sand
Empty clothing blows across a beach
(Chorus)
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Chorus:
Tidal wave
Tidal wave
Tidal wave
Goes by my window
We're swimming
It's morning
No sound at all
Through floors of apartments
Background dissolves
(Chorus)
You're balancing bravely
It's been so long
You're speaking
Can't hear you
No sound at all
(Chorus)
A glimpse of old sunlight
No sound at all
A flicker of flashback
Background dissolves
(Chorus)
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We stepped out in the shatter light
And I watched as we blew away
Through a sea of seats
And the tangled-up streets
And the cities in a grey-blue haze
In the catalogue
All the places fold in
Underneath a daylight moon
Grey eyes, brown eyes, mad nights, red skies
Well I keep them in a jumble room
So while I am the one who waits here
We all know that it's all such a game of Touch And Go
Let's play at Touch And Go
I'm waking up in the moving windows
Going out to play the game of Touch And Go
Cause it's all so touch and go
The summer boy in his dark-blue shirt
Getting letters from Tokyo
And we're sitting in a shaky lake
Or gliding over to a girl with a broken nose
There's motorway sparks
And meetings in the park
And fires from years ago
You can watch your friends
Through this tiny lens
Then you'll know that there's no way home
So while I am the one who waits here
We all know that it's all such a game of Touch And Go
Let's play at Touch And Go
Waking up in the moving windows
Going out again to play the game of Touch And Go
Cause it's all so touch and go
Let's go
Touch
Go
Touch And Go
Touch And Go
Touch
Go
Touch And Go
Touch And Go
Oh-oh
Now it's springtime
On the moving stairway
Time to start again
And I'm wondering vaguely just whose face this is
And could we ever be friends?
Outside now it's so huge and blue
And the city windows start to glow
And the tides are soft as we're casting off
As the summer starts to show
So while I am the one who waits here
Where I like to play the game of Touch And Go
Let's play at Touch And Go
I'm waking up in the moving windows
Going out again to play the game of Touch And Go
Cause it's all so touch and go
So let's go
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From the tick-tock of the union shop
To the rock-rock where the ??? stops
To the crack-crack of the lipstick look
To the snap-snap pack of a brand new suit
Rock-rock
Crack-crack
Young love
Young love
Young love
Rock-rock
Crack-crack
Young love
From the knock-knock of the bang-bang boys
To the shock-shock of the glow girl's voice
To the deadlock of the cinema suit
To the eight block dock on the concrete pitch
Knock-knock
Shock-shock
Young love
Young love
Young love
Knock-knock
Shock-shock
Young love
To the hush-hush when the boys walk in
To the rush-rush of the chemical spin
To the dance-dance in a howling door
To the lunatic fringe in a white-hot car
Rock-rock
Shock-shock
Young love
Young love
Young love
Rock-rock
Shock-shock
Young love
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Miles away
I'm walking in like someone else again
Miles away
I'm watching summer through an English rain
And I'm a new man when I walk away
It's crazy
Shaking the daze from my head again
I know I must be miles away
Miles away
Miles away
Miles away
Miles away
I reassemble on the morning train
I try to say
My voice just tumbles on a long delay
And there's a new man at the edge of me
It's crazy
Making new plans for the rest of me
I'm looking back from miles away
Miles away
Miles away
Miles away
All the same
We talk on telephones across the haze
Miles away
The planes go glinting on their vapour trails
And I'm a new man when I walk away
It's crazy
Turning my head to the shine again
I'm waking up from miles away
Miles away
Miles away
Miles away
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Lost again in shades of green
Seasons changing under me
Seems like I forgot to steer
Close my eyes, I know it's been a long time
Such a long time
Silence in your silver passing
Glinting in the bliss of laughing
Shafts of someone slowly glancing
Down on me, I know it's been a long time
Look in the mirror
Well I know it's clear
To get me to the hollow
Well I haven't been here for such a long time
For such a long time
Such a long time
How's she been?
The place is just the same
??? but to me it all seems like a life time
Such a long time
Passing in your quiet way
Silent in the silent day
Moving as you move away
Wherever you go I wish you fell
It's been a long time
Smiling in the hazy blaze
As the focus starts to change
Watch the room begin to sway
Just beside me someone's says "It's a long time"
Such a long time
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