You're the late night tussle
you're the rumble in my room
it's the mix of muscle
and the wind on the dunes
that makes me move
if you winded a web
through the break and bramble
I could get caught in it
and make the least of the day
oh, I know I won't be misplaced
But if I leave the line
a second too soon
would you pull apart the dark
and flee from the room?
Like all the wandering stars
that wander in June
that later huddle on the
dark, dark side of the moon
There's no suf- or prefix
that binds to your name
it gets my tongue tied and twisted
like snowfall in May
Here's the lyrics according to the album leaflet;
You're the late night tussle you're the rumble in my room it's the mix of muscle and the wind on the dunes that makes me move
if you winded a web through the break and bramble I could get caught in it and make the least of the day
oh, I know I won't be misplaced
But if I leave the line a second too soon would you pull apart the dark and flee from the room? Like all the wandering stars that wander in June that later huddle on the dark, dark side of the moon
There's no suf- or prefix that binds to your name it gets my tongue tied and twisted like snowfall in May
Oh, I know I won\'t be misplaced.