::MIDNIGHT MATINÉE LYRICS::

ON THE RUN

The yellow bricks,
and psalms led nowhere.
Out in the sticks,
She’ll have to drive and drive
Into a violet night
and no one will know where
she’s gone.

She’s on the run.

On worn terrain,
she met a stranger
who played her game.
And now she feels she knows
the only way to go
and no one can tell her that
she’s wrong.

She’s on the run.
Just drive, and drive.

Across a sea,
of twisted faces,
she cannot see,
and lost the grace to know
the only way to go
and no one can tell her what
is wrong.

And now she’ll fly
into a different light,
and no one will know where
she’s gone.

She’s on the run.

HOMECOMING

Crash, the thunderous moan.
Thrash, and rattle the bones.
Alone...

Down below,
the monster is home.

Let it reel and rile.
Red and green as the bile.

Quell the qualm,
Overwrought,
it fought.

Down below,
the monster is home.
Let it show,
it takes one to know.

Sinking deeper than deep,
lost in fangs and teeth,
now sleep.

Down below,
the monster is home.
Let it show,
it takes one to know.

The monster is home.
Ooooooohhhh.

BLUE LULLABIES

When all you see
is black and white
in velvet seas
and Parish skies.

Whisper and sigh
Blue lullabies.

When all you feel
is cold and dead
and all your dreams
withhold their flesh.

There will arise
Blue lullabies.

On broken knees,
your silent pleas,
reach out to me,
believe.

Whisper and sigh
Blue lullabies,
Blue lullabies.

FADES FROM VIEW

Stand on a clear night,
sailing under stars.
Think of what isn’t,
wondering who we are.
Dreams are washed away,
Where do they go?
From my view.

And all that we have,
and all that is true,
Fades from my view,
slowly.

And all that we have,
and all that is true,
Fades from my view,
slowly.

Cling to the wreckage,
I’m barely left alive.
Without any warning,
the future has arrived.
Dreams are washed away,
Where do they go?
From my view.

And all that we have,
and all that is true,
Fades from my view,
slowly.

And all that we have
and all that is true,
Fades from my view,
slowly.

And all that we have,
and all that is true,
Fades from my view,
slowly.

COLOURS TURN GREY

Slipping away I as I lie
Dreaming of you by my side
And I crave
Your warm embrace

In my mind
In my heart
In this restless soul

In my mind
In my heart
In this desperate soul

Slipping away I as I lie
Dreaming of you by my side
Drifting away by the hour
Thoughts bittersweet
Turning sour
Slip away,
Colours turn grey

In my mind
In my heart
In this restless soul

In my mind
In my heart
In this desperate soul

In my mind
In my heart
In this restless soul

In my mind
In my heart
In this...
desperate soul

SERENADE

You, you hide all your scars,
You, you tighten your noose
and don’t know who you are.

You, you live in your mind,
You, you seethe and you writhe
in bleak and seamless nights,
tonight...

You’re peering through,
A pale rendezvous.

Through the thickets of crowds,
You, you search for the eyes
that tell you you’re allowed.
And now...

You’re peering through
A pale rendezvous.
So play that bleak serenade,
to resonate.

You writhe tonight,
You writhe tonight.

You’re peering through,
A pale rendezvous,
So play that bleak serenade,
to resonate.

Resonate...
Resonate...

DISTANCE

Wasted skin run through,
left with all to rue.
Push the stone.
Watch it rise,
watch it fall.

It’s cool as ice.

Wasted tears to brew,
Let it all bleed through.
Face the tide.
Wash it down,
taste the night.

It’s cool as ice.
It’s cool as ice.
It’s cool....

THE FALLEN

How grow the old
when resolutions die,
and dry.
Harrow the bold
when temperances rise,
and thrive.

Mask the tomb,
Drape it in lye.
Bless this room,
Sweet Demise.

Taper the veins
showing you the signs,
they’re right.
Under the cranes
falling from the sky,
they’ll fly.

Mask the tomb,
Drape it in lye,
Bless this room
Sweet demise.

Harrow the bold
when temperances rise,
and die.

Mask the tomb
drape it in lye.
Bless this room
Sweet demise.
Shed your plumes,
say goodbye.

JUKEBOX ON THE MOON

Hope they got a jukebox on the moon,
'cause if they got a jukebox on the moon,
I'll be going there real soon,
to play the jukebox on the moon.

Hope they got a rocket that fits two,
'cause if they got a rocket that fits two,
I'll be blasting off with you,
to play the jukebox on the moon.

Believe me when the moon is nice and bright,
Let's rock and roll all night,
when we hear our favorite tune
play the jukebox on the moon.

Everything up there will be real nice,
it will be a teenage paradise,
when they hear their favorite tune
play the jukebox on the moon.

If you say that you'll be mine the juke
will play without a dime.
Play the jukebox on the moon.
Play the jukebox on the moon.