A moving picture
She's gonna make you cry
And these are the days
He can see himself up close
Midnight is where the day begins
He turns his money into light
A man dreams of leaving
Midnight is where the day begins
But he always stays behind
Like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
And I feel
A man melts the sand so he can
Like I'm holding onto nothing
And when you're dry
Midnight is where the day begins
Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
Lemon
He turns his money into light
Through the light projected
And these are the days
A man makes a car
With banks and cathedrals
She's imagination
Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture
But never in the daylight
And she held on so tight
She wore lemon
Through the light projected
Midnight is where the day begins
To look for her
And I feel
A man likes to stare
When our work has come asunder
Midnight is where the day begins
Through the light projected
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
She had heaven
She is the dreamer
A man likes to stare
And I feel
She draws her water from the stone
See through in the sunlight
When we look for something other
To color in the cold gray night
To look for her
Midnight is where the day begins
A man captures color
She wore lemon
And I feel
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
A man makes a picture
A man captures color
A moving picture
See the world outside
A man builds a city
Midnight is where the day begins
He can see himself up close
And builds roads to run them on
