Boy without a face, in and out of chicken houses
Floating up to space from a world of sticky lounges
We're a dying motion from the distant beaches
Grounded by a potion and empty speeches
Out on the town tonight, chasing the moon
Down like the waves on the ocean
Hanging on what's closest, love is like the falling stones that
Beat upon the roses, sound of rain like a million horses
It's a dying motion but a hand that reaches
All through this erosion everywhere the water breaches
Out on the town tonight, chasing the moon
Down like the waves on the ocean
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Boy without a face, in and out of chicken houses
Floating up to space from a world of sticky lounges
We're a dying motion from the distant beaches
Grounded by a potion and empty speeches
Out on the town tonight, chasing the moon
Down like the waves on the ocean
Hanging on what's closest, love is like the falling stones that
Beat upon the roses, sound of rain like a million horses
It's a dying motion but a hand that reaches
All through this erosion everywhere the water breaches
Out on the town tonight, chasing the moon
Down like the waves on the ocean
Floating up to space from a world of sticky lounges
We're a dying motion from the distant beaches
Grounded by a potion and empty speeches
Out on the town tonight, chasing the moon
Down like the waves on the ocean
Hanging on what's closest, love is like the falling stones that
Beat upon the roses, sound of rain like a million horses
It's a dying motion but a hand that reaches
All through this erosion everywhere the water breaches
Out on the town tonight, chasing the moon
Down like the waves on the ocean
Writer: JOHN EDDIE, R.J. RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.