Flawless words and imagery; this is such an atmospheric, beautiful song. Paul Smith is a born poet! Evokes the mood of a storm so brilliantly. I can hear this in high summer and still be transported to a darkened room, kneeling by a rain lashed window. Excitement and fear and everything inbetween. Incredible song from a band who always are.
You move your frame
Into the shape.
The window makes
A lunar flame.
Static headlights glow
In the flooded streets below
The TV turns to snow
Gutters weep with overflow
Flawless words and imagery; this is such an atmospheric, beautiful song. Paul Smith is a born poet! Evokes the mood of a storm so brilliantly. I can hear this in high summer and still be transported to a darkened room, kneeling by a rain lashed window. Excitement and fear and everything inbetween. Incredible song from a band who always are.
You move your frame Into the shape. The window makes A lunar flame.
Static headlights glow In the flooded streets below The TV turns to snow Gutters weep with overflow