East of Sunset
Album: Love Songs for a Post Modern Paradise
By: Elke Hautala
By: Elke Hautala
Duration
5:02
Genres
Description
The dizzying intoxication of the city at night -- lost in the neon, drawn in by the light.
Lyrics
East of Sunset The taste of coffee is bittersweet when you’ve gone away, no more solving the world’s problems during east coast diner nights, no more driving down Mulholland through blinking traffic lights East of Sunset, west of sunrise, the siren song of neon and I’m lost…in the fire, of your eyes! Winter turns to cool spring rain, a tender touch that’s slow to flame, it burned inside through coal black nights the growing ache for a lover’s touch East of Sunset, west of sunrise, the siren song of neon and I’m lost…in the fire, of your eyes! (break – Spoken word) East of Sunset, west of sunrise, the siren song of neon and I’m lost…in the fire of your eyes! East of Sunset, west of sunrise, the siren song of neon and I’m lost…in the fire of your eyes! Crowded streets and cloud filled skies, the clock won’t listen under watchful eyes, a fever builds within your flesh…anticipation restlessness East of Sunset, west of sunrise, the siren song of neon and I’m lost…in the fire of your eyes! Of your eyes! Of your eyes!
