Bamboo

We'll meet again on Friday and go singing in bars It wont be the same as it once was but Nothings as good by half You'll tell me that this is a mistake and You've fallen too fast Find your happiness in this place Stop reaching to far Two lines of thought, makes me wonder what I'm missing Tones low in the back of your head It leads me away from the life I'm living Two minds of thought, makes me wonder what I'm missing Tones low in the back of your head It leads me away from the life I'm living I wanna feel that thrill of the night Feel the stillness stripped from the light Oh, dreams of dust crumble Two lines of thought, makes me wonder what I'm missing Tones low in the back of your head It leads me away from the life I'm living Lines of Bamboo see what you do to me I wanna feel that thrill of the night Feel the stillness stripped from the light Oh, dreams of dust crumble Memories of the streets and subway lines are seething away like misspent time