The Clientele

(Verse) Voices nude in the quiet house Something, a muffle shining on us Something in the night is on The smell in blue Clouded with it, whispering A crossing park A little crowded house Like blooming flowers A line red raising Now heaven's cold Rend

[ti:Minotaur] [ar:The Clientele] [al:Minotaur] [offset:0] [00:00.66]Minotaur - The Clientele [00:09.52]I dreamed one night that I was young [00:13.58]But life had passed me by [00:17.82]Haunting all the gates and doors [00:22.13]Watching from the sid

Butterflies with gilded wings this morning Touched the red sun and the rain On the bridge the workers pass in threes and fours and fives To my sleeplessness Reflections after Jane How I long to live inside a window By the sighing motorway Feel the ci

the taxi lights were in your eyes so warm against st marys spires the carnival was over in the rain and arm in arm through vincent street the evening hanging like a dream i touched your face and saw the night again and in your arms i watched the star

Isn't life strange? We walk in the dark Sarah and Julie hook up in the park Jessica cries She's got nothing to add I sit beside her, but nobody's there Spin me round I'm fallin' Spin me round I'm fallin' Isn't life strange? You end up alone I call my