The Walkabouts - More Heat Than Light Lyrics
I never met your castanetsI never met them Spanish singersSaid you drank with themIn a Hamburg barDrank all nightThough they were youngerAnd in the taxi homeYou lost your phoneBut you say, you're better off without itI never lose, my temper anymoreBut I know just where to find itThere are moments of graceIn the heat of the chaseMore heat than lightA freeway overpass, in the fogThe future catches, up with us quicklyAnd though the sky is what I... Wish I sawI'll settle for your memoryCrippled pigeonsEarthquake storesGypsies point you to the doorTerra cotta tracesI remember all the townsBut not the facesThere are moments of graceIn the heat of the chaseMore heat than lightTremblin' handsTremblin' kneesThe shiverin' of soulsThe surrenderin' of greedYour friends all told me, that youKnew what you were doin'Silk or cedarIvory of boneNot a single kiss is worth a stoneUnless we say it isUnless we pray it isCome on, and say it isMore heat than light