"Midnight To Midnight" as written by and Richard/ashton Butler....
When this town gets lonely
I got the new york stars
It feels like turning for you
Like diamonds in the dark
I got fascination
When you call my name
I might make history
Or throw it all away
It hurts like the first time
It hurts just like crime
When we're hot with confusion
From midnight to midnight
It hurts like confusion
And words don't come close
When your sweet dreams get lonely
I'll burn a candle then
I'm a town full of strangers
Of big time and lies
I'm all sirens and love songs
Shot down in black and white
I got fascination
When you call my name
I might make history
Or or throw it all away
It hurts like confusion
And words don't come close
When your sweet dreams get lonely
I'll burn a candle then
It hurts like the first time
It hurts just like crime
When we're hot with confusion
From midnight to midnight
Love is no law
Love is no crime
It feels of turning sensation
And fun times
Love is no law
Love is no crime
It feels of turning sensation
And fun times
When this town gets lonely
I got the new york stars
It feels like turning for you
Like diamonds in the dark
I got fascination
When you call my name
I might make history
Or or throw it all away
It hurts like the first time
It hurts just like crime
When we're hot with confusion
From midnight to midnight
It hurts like confusion
And words don't come close
When your sweet dreams get lonely
I'll burn a candle then
It hurts like confusion
It hurts like confusion


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"Midnight to Midnight" as written by Richard Butler John Ashton

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    General CommentI'm guessing here but this is the LP that really broke the Furs big time with a label that pushed the hell out of this release. They played all the nighttime talk shows and toured all over the world. I think the song relates to Richard Butler's growing discomfort over their soon-to-be worldwide fame:
    Or or throw it all away>
    and:
    Of big time and lies> - all the PR smoke blown up their ass. Their manager told them they'd be as big as the Cure but it didn't happen.
    When your sweet dreams get lonely>
    This is the album the Furs all but disowned.
    FolsomFredon July 18, 2016   Link

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