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Lemon
See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
But never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
And when you're dry
She draws her water from the stone
And I feel
Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
And I feel
Like I'm holding onto nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light to look for her
And I feel
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel
Like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside - You're gonna meet her there
A man makes a car - She's your destination
And builds roads to run them on - You gotta get to her
A man dreams of leaving - She's imagination
But he always stays behind
And these are the days
When our work has come assunder
And these are the days
When we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close - You're gonna meet her there
A man captures colour - She's your destination
A man likes to stare - There's no sleeping there
He turns his money into light - She's imagination
To look for her Lemon
She is the dreamer
She's imagination - She had heaven
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close - She wore lemon
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He can see himself up close - She wore lemon
Through the light projected
She's imagination - She had heaven
She is the dreamer
To look for her Lemon
He turns his money into light - She's imagination
A man likes to stare - There's no sleeping there
A man captures colour - She's your destination
He can see himself up close - You're gonna meet her there
Through the light projected
A moving picture
A man makes a picture
Midnight is where the day begins
When we look for something other
And these are the days
When our work has come assunder
And these are the days
But he always stays behind
A man dreams of leaving - She's imagination
And builds roads to run them on - You gotta get to her
A man makes a car - She's your destination
See the world outside - You're gonna meet her there
A man melts the sand so he can
With banks and cathedrals
A man builds a city
See through in the sunlight
Lemon
Midnight is where the day begins
Like I'm swimming out to her
And I feel
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel
He turns his money into light to look for her
A man likes to stare
A man captures colour
He can see himself up close
Through the light projected
A moving picture
A man makes a picture
And she held on so tight
She had heaven
To colour in the cold grey night
She wore lemon
Like I'm holding onto nothing
And I feel
Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
And I feel
She draws her water from the stone
And when you're dry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
She's gonna make you cry
But never in the daylight
She wore lemon
See through in the sunlight
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