Ocean Beach Park Songtext
One of us tonight will fall into slumber and never will be woken again
Wearing hearts on our sleeves in the middle of winter, this surely will end with a bang
Crumbling highways will jack-knife us all in the middle of Ocean Beach Park
Holding our breath 'til the air catches fire in our lungs, we pretend it's smoke
In this cold night
One of us tonight will dream of the other, your eyelids are flickering lights
Super 8 visions and black and white pictures of hotels and harbors at night
The distance of highways is singing along as we lay with our backs to the ground
Silence is deafening, while you were sleeping I found all the stars you were
Pointing out tonight
All night you said, "Yeah, yeah"
All of us tonight will set fire to bridges and watch as they burn to the ground
Thieving sideways glances in bars in the alleys and valleys of towns
Charge your glasses now, full to the brim and we'll drink to the secrets of night
To pardon our French and to golden regrets of the times we got lost in the
Listlessness of lies
Of lies
Of lies
Of lies
All night you said, "Yeah, yeah"
To pardon our French and to golden regrets
Wearing hearts on our sleeves in the middle of winter, this surely will end with a bang
Crumbling highways will jack-knife us all in the middle of Ocean Beach Park
Holding our breath 'til the air catches fire in our lungs, we pretend it's smoke
In this cold night
One of us tonight will dream of the other, your eyelids are flickering lights
Super 8 visions and black and white pictures of hotels and harbors at night
The distance of highways is singing along as we lay with our backs to the ground
Silence is deafening, while you were sleeping I found all the stars you were
Pointing out tonight
All night you said, "Yeah, yeah"
All of us tonight will set fire to bridges and watch as they burn to the ground
Thieving sideways glances in bars in the alleys and valleys of towns
Charge your glasses now, full to the brim and we'll drink to the secrets of night
To pardon our French and to golden regrets of the times we got lost in the
Listlessness of lies
Of lies
Of lies
Of lies
All night you said, "Yeah, yeah"
To pardon our French and to golden regrets