VINTAGE (LXXXIV)

American Music Club - "Big Night"



Big nights are black and blue
They get cold and they get wet 
And they're calling out for you 
Like no one you ever met 

No one dreams in the hours around me 
The more I lose the more you find me 
I lose track with every kiss 
We shouldn't be isolated like this 

Yeah, you're my friend 
And when we're lost 
I'll still hold your hand 
Revealed in white when the shadows fail 
In any shadow that you can name 
I'll be the shadow of your name 

Hold the prize close to your heart 
Prizes made for those who failed 
Hold the prize away from you 
So maybe you can hold me as well 

When time peels off your statued skin 
I'll still be fooled by what remains 
Yeah whatever's left of you will be my dream

Yeah, you're my friend 
And when we're drunk 
I'll still hold your hand 
Revealed in white when the shadows fail 
In any shadow that you can name 
I'll be the shadow of your name