Where am I tonight
My hotel room won't remember me.
And this dream will die, die by morning

And this dream will not remember me

Awakened by a droning voice

"I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes."
Is it a lady or is it a man
Humming helicopters through the blades of a fan


I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes


On my feet to chase it down
A light which spooks and runs away

I stumble back and hit the floor
Long shadows crawl beneath a door
To a passage so poorly lit, there's moths flying away from it


Who am I tonight
My hotel room won't remember me

Darkness, enter prison girls
Pushing mops and kicking pails
Now's my chance

I clasp my chest and declare into my audience
"I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes."


Prison girls are not impressed
They're the ones who have to clean this mess

They've traded more for cigarettes
Than I've managed to express


Filing past, miles long
My cheek is frozen to the floor
Prison girls have filled their beds

Their thoughts to dry above their heads

I'm waiting in the morning


I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes

I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes

I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes