Calm those vowels down No-one's thinking of you right now. She's dressed up - It's her duty to the town. It's empty. It's vast. But it imposes it's will. In a crowded room Her painted features smothered in the gloom - Already resigned At night she scrapes Away the face that she creates The mirror sighs... Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? The noise from a hundred mouths Working through memory Big budget, Showbiz exit - She'll go far. Acting coy was her favourite ploy It quickly loses its charm. The frosted cheek you turned Will add to your mystique He burns for you. I threw myself into your world Only to come up short... Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? The noise from a hundred mouths Working through memory King for a Thursday afternoon Before the time when you withdrew Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? Bathroom lights stud the evening Where the buildings skim the air Hairsprayed curls push the cheek As they swoon on a wooden dance floor There's nothing worse than taking a chance On an outdated dance... Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? The noise from a hundred mouths Cursing through memory King for a Thursday afternoon Before the time when you withdrew Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery?
Calm those vowels down No-one's thinking of you right now. She's dressed up - It's her duty to the town. It's empty. It's vast. But it imposes it's will. In a crowded room Her painted features smothered in the gloom - Already resigned At night she scrapes Away the face that she creates The mirror sighs... Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? The noise from a hundred mouths Working through memory Big budget, Showbiz exit - She'll go far. Acting coy was her favourite ploy It quickly loses its charm. The frosted cheek you turned Will add to your mystique He burns for you. I threw myself into your world Only to come up short... Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? The noise from a hundred mouths Working through memory King for a Thursday afternoon Before the time when you withdrew Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? Bathroom lights stud the evening Where the buildings skim the air Hairsprayed curls push the cheek As they swoon on a wooden dance floor There's nothing worse than taking a chance On an outdated dance... Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery? The noise from a hundred mouths Cursing through memory King for a Thursday afternoon Before the time when you withdrew Why can't we always meet Under a cloud of mystery?
