(+) Keep Faraway
Green light, Seven Eleven You stop
in for a pack of cigarettes You
don't smoke, don't even want to I
see you check your change Dressed
up like a car crash The wheels are
turning but you're upside down You
say when he hits you, you don't mind Because
when he hurts you, you feel alive Is
that what it is? Red lights, grey
morning You stumble out of a hole
in the ground A vampire or a victim It
depends on who's around You used
to stay in to watch the adverts You
could lip synch to the talk shows And
if you look, you look through me And
if you talk it's not to me And when
I touch you, you don't feel a thing If
I could stay...then the night would
give you up Stay, and the day would
keep its trust Stay, and the night
would be enough Faraway, so close Up
with the static and the radio With
satellite television You can go
anywhere Miami, New Orleans, London,
Belfast and Berlin And if you
listen I can't call And if you jump,
you just might fall And if you shout
I'll only hear you If I could
stay...then the night would give
you up Stay then the day would keep
its trust Stay with the demons you
drowned Stay with the spirit I found Stay
and the night would be enough Three
o'clock in the morning? It's quiet
and there's no one around Just the
bang and the clatter As an angel
runs to ground Just the bang and
the clatter As an angel hits the
ground