Calm those vowels down
No one's thinking of you right now.
She's dressed up

It's her duty to the town.
It's empty. It's vast.
But it imposes it's will.


In a crowded room
Her painted features smothered in the groom

Already resigned
At night she strips away the face
That she creates

The mirror sighs

Why can't we always meet

Under a cloud of mystery?
The noise from a hundred miles
Working through memories


Big budget, Showbiz exit
She'll go far.

Acting coy was her favourite ploy
It quickly loses its charm.


The frosted cheek
You turned, will add
To your mystique

He burns for you
I threw myself into your world
Only to come up short.


Why can't we always meet
Under a cloud of mystery?

The noise travelled a hundred miles
Working through memories


Kept for a Thursday afternoon
Before the time when you withdrew
Why can't we always meet

Under a cloud of mystery?

Bathroom lights start the evening

Where the buildings skim the air
Hairspray curls push the cheek
As they swoon on a wooden dance floor

There's nothing worse than taking a chance
On an outdated dance.


Why can't we always meet
Under a cloud of mystery?
The noise travelled a hundred miles

Cursing through memories

Kept for a Thursday afternoon

Before the time when you withdrew
Why can't we always meet
Under a cloud of mystery?