Cold, erie night… New York City.
Been a lot of loose talking uptown.
Something strange going down.
I grab my coat and make way for the West Coast.
Seems that I've got the whole world on its toes.
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end.
Seems that I'm vanishing into the air over and over again.
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away.
I just felt like dying out.
Call me your phantom of darker clouds.
Present day, Hollywood City.
Done a lot of wandering around this town,
confused footsteps got me down.
I smother the phone, sending signals back to the East Coast.
Seems that I've got the whole world on its toes.
Seems that my mess of a head has just witnessed the end.
Seems that I'm vanishing into the air over and over again.
Stop complaining, forgive me for running away.
I just felt like dying out.
Call me your phantom of darker clouds.
1 | Listen Close |
2 | Bomb The World |
3 | Dark Days |
4 | Oh, Gloria |
5 | Heart Beatz |
6 | Dearest Mistake |
7 | Sunday Matinee (Reel To Reel) |
8 | Broadcast Silence |
9 | Boroughs of the Ocean |
10 | Black Waves (Vaya Con Dios) |