Lemon

Lemon See through in the sunlight She wore lemon 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 asunder And these are the days When we look for something other Midnight is where the day begins 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