Midnight is where the day begins
She had heaven

Through the light projected
A man dreams of leaving
Midnight is where the day begins
To color in the cold gray night

A man makes a picture
She's gonna make you whisper and moan

A man builds a city
Midnight is where the day begins

Like I'm holding onto nothing

But never in the daylight
He turns his money into light
Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture
She draws her water from the stone

Midnight is where the day begins
A moving picture
When we look for something other
She's gonna make you cry
A moving picture
A man makes a car
And builds roads to run them on
She wore lemon
Midnight is where the day begins

Lemon
And these are the days
A man captures color
And I feel
And these are the days
And she held on so tight
A man likes to stare

And I feel
But he always stays behind

See through in the sunlight
And I feel
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins

Midnight is where the day begins
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
With banks and cathedrals
He can see himself up close

She wore lemon
He can see himself up close
She is the dreamer

And I feel
Through the light projected

To look for her
A man likes to stare
Midnight is where the day begins
And when you're dry

Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
To look for her
He turns his money into light

A man captures color
He can see himself up close
See the world outside
She's imagination
Like I'm swimming out to her
Through the light projected
A man melts the sand so he can
When our work has come asunder