The Pub

She's always late to the pub, hair streaming down, the words were all there but I just can't find them now
and the middle bands smoke on from dusk until dawn passing out in the corridor regrets coming up with the sun
and meanwhile we're gone continuing the search while the winds fading offshore cause you know airday's here
and the radio's on the one night lovers are gone the melody's peaking then the moments is gone

The melody the moment, the moment, is gone
The melody the moment, the moment, is gone

Lieing on the pier feeling the sun seer, blonding out the ends of your hair as you talk about your year
and the bonfire's loaded everybody's got their chair, the nights standing still as we scream how good is it to be here
and meanwhile we're gone continuing the search while the winds fading offshore cause you know airday's here
and the radio's on the one night lovers are gone the melody's peaking then the moments is gone

The melody the moment, the moment, is gone
The melody the moment, the moment, is gone

Blonde hair, Brown eyes what can I make you feel make you decide
white heat, brown skin, when I'm with you the worlds evaporating
no day could wander by, floating in the salt under this southern sky
where you don't wake up with half the day gone and the world turning by your side

The melody the moment, the moment, is gone
The melody the moment, the moment, is gone



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Felipe Beech, Jacob William Reed, Nicholas Cavdarski
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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