The Clientele - The Violet Hour lyrics

Terraces that climb like vines Towards the moon, the five a sides The evening inter-city lights I see your face each time I close my eyes Jude, I told you yesterday that I know nothing All my friends are loaded and they smile Picking up the pieces from a bleary night away Exhaust fumes, magnolias and light Helen in the art cla** light Yes, I guess that if I stay, I'll stay all night And I know that you're not afraid But every time I close my eyes I see your face Walking down to Springfield Park, uneasy in the haze Uneasy in the sunlight and the quiet Living life without love in your mother's waiting room Minute here by minute, it's like dying Terraces that climb like vines Towards a moon that hangs above another night And streets so filled with echoing You're so tired that you believe in everything So that summer came and went And I became cold Yeah, I became cold Yeah, I became cold So that summer came and went And I became cold Yeah, I became cold Yeah, I became cold So that summer came and went And I became cold Yeah, I became cold Yeah, I became cold So that summer came and went And I became cold Yeah, I became cold Yeah, I became cold