Lyrics Crosses - Absynthe Minded

Crosses

The pursuit of fun
As defined over on Gate Street
You left it
Behind some time ago
In this town
When the air has no colour no scent
And your memory just don’t work right
The faces the names
Where the chrome wheels speak
And the bodies entangle
There’s an upbeat song
She likes to hum along
In this town
Where air has no colour no scent
And your memory just don’t work right
The faces the names
I’ve been away
You have kept track of the time
Don’t be afraid
You’ll be safe with me let’s go inside
In this town
When the air has no colour no scent
And your memory just don’t work right
The faces the names
All over the place
Looking for her
Looking for her
She’s out of place
And out of her mind
One day she’ll be mine
This warm embrace
I found you at last
I found you at last
‘Cause you lost control
You like it too much
Come with me tonight