I feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
I feel like I'm holding onto nothing

She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight

A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light
To look for her

And I feel like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I'm swimming out to her

Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins

Lemon
See through in the sunlight

A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside [You're gonna meet her there]
A man makes a car [She's your destination]
And builds a road to run [them] on [You gotta get to her]
A man dreams of leaving [She's imagination]
But he always stays behind

And these are the days when our work has come assunder
And these are the days when we look for something other

Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins

A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close [Gotta meet her there]
A man captures colour [She's your destination]
A man likes to stare [There's no sleeping there]
He turns his money into light [She's imagination]
To look for her
She is the dreamer
She's imagination
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close