Songtext von Walking On Magazine

Windows breathe a different tune Violet glow and a sliver Moon Words collide with the heat and steam Every light becomes a dream Heartbeat static, pulse in time Lost in color, lost in rhyme Walking on Magazine in the dead of night The night feels like a movie scene Walking on Magazine, sound in my skin Every step I take, I fall back in Jazz from a doorway, humming slow Silver notes where the streetlights glow Hands in pockets, thoughts in flight The city sings my name tonight Heartbeat static, pulse in time Lost in color, lost in rhyme Walking on Magazine in the dead of night The night feels like a movie scene Walking on Magazine, sound in my skin Every step I take, I fall back in Heartbeat static, pulse in time Lost in color, lost in rhyme Every echo, every sigh Feels like passing time Walking on Magazine in the dead of night The night feels like a movie scene Walking on Magazine, sound in my skin Every step I take, I fall back in Walking on Magazine in the dead of night Caught between the seen and the dream Fading brass, a whispered line Leave the world, I'm feeling fine