by Molly Malone
The darkness squeezes between the city lights
Yellow flashes cutting across its peace
Her voice harmonizes to impossible heights
Look at the stars
We don’t know what we’ll do when we arrive
We only know Fairfax city and crooked yellow lines
Chris Martin leads and we’re all glad to be alive
Look how they shine for you
I’m the picky one, no Ting Tings and Muse
I want something to sing to a yellow moon
We all know this is something we’ll lose
And all the things that you do
The windows up because the backseat was cold
The lights I hope will flash yellow glow red instead
We sit while my melody and their harmonies fold
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Italics © Coldplay
The darkness squeezes between the city lights
Yellow flashes cutting across its peace
Her voice harmonizes to impossible heights
Look at the stars
We don’t know what we’ll do when we arrive
We only know Fairfax city and crooked yellow lines
Chris Martin leads and we’re all glad to be alive
Look how they shine for you
I’m the picky one, no Ting Tings and Muse
I want something to sing to a yellow moon
We all know this is something we’ll lose
And all the things that you do
The windows up because the backseat was cold
The lights I hope will flash yellow glow red instead
We sit while my melody and their harmonies fold
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Italics © Coldplay
who is this brilliant writer? i must meet her and tell her to fix that atrocious last stanza.
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