The Violet Hour

Terraces that climb like vines
 Towards the moon, the five a sides
 The evening inter-city lights
 I see your face each time I close my eyes
 Jude, I told you yesterday that I know nothing
 All my friends are loaded and they smile
 Picking up the pieces from a bleary night away
 Exhaust fumes, magnolias and light
 Helen in the art class light
 Yes, I guess that if I stay, I'll stay all night
 And I know that you're not afraid
 But every time I close my eyes I see your face
 Walking down to Springfield Park, uneasy in the haze
 Uneasy in the sunlight and the quiet
 Living life without love in your mother's waiting room
 Minute here by minute, it's like dying
 Terraces that climb like vines
 Towards a moon that hangs above another night
 And streets so filled with echoing
 You're so tired that you believe in everything
 So that summer came and went
 And I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold
 So that summer came and went
 And I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold
 So that summer came and went
 And I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold
 So that summer came and went
 And I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold
 Yeah, I became cold