Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere to go
Many years ago
Would you allow?
Could you allow?
That’s what they’re like
Did you look?
Did you look?
Heavenly, heavenly sort of sounds adolescent
Well I told you not, not to look from the start?
When the sun is almost gone it’s way too much
 
Enough said
Enough sense
It’s unconventional
When the sun is almost gone it’s not enough
Suddenly, finally without a yell I’ll listen
 
That’s what we’re like in broad daylight 
Soon you’ll realize
It’s after midnight
 
My memories, souvenirs, some originals
High up in the rows
Idolized, canonized
That morning rise
I told you not, 
I told you not
No veneer behind the mirror
Did you call from a distance?
Well I told you not, not to look from this side
When the sun is almost gone it’s way too much
 
Enough said
Enough sense
It’s unconditional
When the sun is almost gone it’s not enough
Suddenly, finally without a yell I’ll listen 
 
That’s what we’re like in broad daylight 
Soon you’ll realize
It’s after midnight
 
Listen it’s illicit
Listen listen it’s illicit
Listen listen it’s illicit
Listen listen listen