Momus - Landrover lyrics
[Momus - Landrover lyrics]
Four in the morning on October the third
The year you disappeared
The ash on the road is still quite warm
Reading the map in the map light
And the engine is old and the tyres are worn
Driving and searching through the
Long dry ocean
Weaving deep in a bed of abandoned desire
I'll be threading this wheel from hand
To hand till you're found
Or the Landrover breaks down
(Tranquility Bay saline levels
Normal nocturnal visibility average to good)
Three in the morning on October the fourth
The year you disappeared
The canyons are watching me with your eyes
Craters like scars from a quarrel
And the petrol is low and my mouth is dry
(The arc of buggy tracks in moondust
Your face glowing in it's frame
In the dash alimentation and oxygen supplies
Critical life functions now endangered
Unpredictable strange emotional
Pattern recorded at 300 and
Again towards dawn foreboding
Log discontinued)
Driving and searching through the
Long dry ocean
Weaving deep in a bed of abandoned desire
I'll be threading this wheel from hand
To hand till you're found
Or the Landrover hit's
Sunday airports the face of the waters
Service stations unrepeatable offers
Trial by jury the god of the crossroads
Furnished quarters unfaithful lovers
Sunday airports the face of the waters
Service stations unrepeatable offers
Trial by jury the god of the crossroads
Furnished quarters unfaithful lovers
The year you disappeared
The ash on the road is still quite warm
Reading the map in the map light
And the engine is old and the tyres are worn
Driving and searching through the
Long dry ocean
Weaving deep in a bed of abandoned desire
I'll be threading this wheel from hand
To hand till you're found
Or the Landrover breaks down
(Tranquility Bay saline levels
Normal nocturnal visibility average to good)
Three in the morning on October the fourth
The year you disappeared
The canyons are watching me with your eyes
Craters like scars from a quarrel
And the petrol is low and my mouth is dry
(The arc of buggy tracks in moondust
Your face glowing in it's frame
In the dash alimentation and oxygen supplies
Critical life functions now endangered
Unpredictable strange emotional
Pattern recorded at 300 and
Again towards dawn foreboding
Log discontinued)
Driving and searching through the
Long dry ocean
Weaving deep in a bed of abandoned desire
I'll be threading this wheel from hand
To hand till you're found
Or the Landrover hit's
Sunday airports the face of the waters
Service stations unrepeatable offers
Trial by jury the god of the crossroads
Furnished quarters unfaithful lovers
Sunday airports the face of the waters
Service stations unrepeatable offers
Trial by jury the god of the crossroads
Furnished quarters unfaithful lovers