The Night Cafe
Two souls caress
As hard as steel yet soft as snow.
It's so unreal I know.
The body feels each savage blow.
Painter's chair.
The painter's gone, but his spirits strong.
His legacy on fire
Leaves "just about everything" a mystery.
The Night Café holds you like a madman's stare
Aching lights on aching heads.
Some have made a home of this place instead.
The Night Café.
Night or day.
His arrows point so hard to choose.
What colour black or white.
So clese to the edge in the Café of Night.
Shed no tears.
The Night Café won't let you go.
Won't let you snow your fear,
But if you show your heart somebody might care.
The Night Café asks for no entrance fee.
Shabby clothes on heroes past.
This bottle on the table might be your last
In The Night Café.
Yellow dawn
Shows it's face, but no one turns.
No one says goodbye.
All they have left is a licence to die.
The Night Café asks for no entrance fees.
Shabby clothes on heroes past.
This bottle on the talbe won't be my last
In The Night Café.
As hard as steel yet soft as snow.
It's so unreal I know.
The body feels each savage blow.
Painter's chair.
The painter's gone, but his spirits strong.
His legacy on fire
Leaves "just about everything" a mystery.
The Night Café holds you like a madman's stare
Aching lights on aching heads.
Some have made a home of this place instead.
The Night Café.
Night or day.
His arrows point so hard to choose.
What colour black or white.
So clese to the edge in the Café of Night.
Shed no tears.
The Night Café won't let you go.
Won't let you snow your fear,
But if you show your heart somebody might care.
The Night Café asks for no entrance fee.
Shabby clothes on heroes past.
This bottle on the table might be your last
In The Night Café.
Yellow dawn
Shows it's face, but no one turns.
No one says goodbye.
All they have left is a licence to die.
The Night Café asks for no entrance fees.
Shabby clothes on heroes past.
This bottle on the talbe won't be my last
In The Night Café.
Credits
Writer(s): John Edward Illsley
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Other Album Tracks
- Boy With Chinese Eyes (Chico Con Ojos Achinados)
- The Night Cafe
- The Night Cafe
- Never Told A Soul (Nunca Le Dije A Nadie)
- Never Told a Soul (Nunca le Dije a Nadie)
- Jimmy On the Central Line (Jimmy En el Central Line)
- Northern Land (Tierra Nortena)
- Northern Land (Tierra Nortena)
- Another Alibi (Orta Coartada)
- Let the River Flow (Deja el Rio Correr)
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