The - The Twilight Hour lyrics

Your laying on your bed - & making shadows on the wall

It's almost too hot to move -

Outside your window -

People are driving home from work - for the weekend.

But your waiting for the phone to ring -

Your gonna tell her exactly what you think.

You practice getting your mouth around the words

that explain the way you feel.

You've been scared to show your real self -

In case she doesn't like what she sees -

You've been a "prostitute to humility" -

She's invaded your life & you've got to

Live apart - in order to...survive -

You were emotionally independent -

But starved of affection.

But now you've been trapped by tenderness

& been beaten into "submission"...

It's now way past the hour she usually phones -

& you've decided not to tell her your little joke

Where could she have got to.

Why is she torturing you -

You roll on your side -

& run your fingers through your hair -

Your scared of losing her -

& facing yourself -

A red sky at night may be a shepherds delight,

But your cutting chunks from your heart.

& rubbing the meat into your eyes.

She can't leave you now - you've given up all your friends

Your relying on her - for your independence

She can't leave you here - alone & defenseless

Your relying on her for your independence

YOUR RELYING ON HER

Thomas Leer - synths

Zeke Manyika - drums

Camelle G. Hinds - bass guitar

Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals