Turin Brakes. Here Comes The Moon. Zeneszám

Here comes the moon to pacify,
Here are the stars to guide me by
As the loneliness creeps through my veins tonight, I get pacified

Where will I go when the riptide comes,
A dead radio but the engine runs,
As the loneliness creeps through my veins tonight, I get pacified
As the loneliness creeps, I get paralysed
On the loneliest drive,
On the loneliest drive,
On the loneliest drive of my life.

Run and become before the sun goes down,
The things that I've done will leave my mark around,
The radio shreeks and through the lightning strike,
A sweat covered creeps out on the roads tonight
As the loneliness sleeps through my veins tonight, I get pacified
As the loneliness creeps, I get paralysed
On the loneliest drive, on the loneliest drive, on the loneliest drive, I

I roll with the punches, I slip through the slime
I roll with the punches, I self define

As the loneliness sleeps through my veins tonight, I get pacified
As the loneliness creeps, I get paralysed
On the loneliest drive, on the loneliest drive, on the loneliest drive

Here comes the moon to pacify,
Here are the stars to guide me by