E V A Y

So now follow these lines
‘cause soon you’ll be steering through the dreams,
When everything pulls apart.
Beneath the street, you are burning cold.
So, today, your neon cold
It’s turning out to be something
Stay like the neon cold,
You’re always gonna be something,
Even in your shoes.
Telephone lines are streaming silence from your machine,
Still looking for a broken leak of history.
You’re letting go, oh, so,
Wherever you go, wherever you go
I want to go wherever you go.
Today, your neon cold
It’s turning out to be something
Stay like the neon cold,
You’re always gonna be something,
Even in your shoes,
Even in your shoes.
Wherever you go, I want to go
Wherever you go.
Wherever you go,
Wherever you go,
Wherever you go,
I want to go,
Wherever you go,
Wherever you go,
Wherever you go,
I want to go.