Bởi Michael Guy Bowman bowman Bandcamp YouTube YouTube mguybowman Twitter michaelguybowman.com Khác mguybowman Instagram ← Your Majesty Bài hát trước đó bởi tác giả này → Overboard Bài hát tiếp theo bởi tác giả này.
Được phát hành lúc 9/8/2024.
Thời lượng: 3:47.

Nghe tại Bandcamp, YouTube, Spotify hoặc Apple Music.

Những người đóng góp:

• Bijan Eghtesady melancholyrobot Bandcamp melancholy_robo Twitter ← Your Majesty Đóng góp vào bài hát trước đó bởi tác giả này → Overboard Đóng góp vào bài hát tiếp theo bởi tác giả này (drums)

Lời bài hát:

(artist's lyricswiki lyrics)

Theo Bandcamp

There’s love in the air
And I’m taking you there tonight
So let’s hang like a key
Flying fancy and free from a kite
The morning edition and trusted magicians
Say all the conditions are right
So up we’ll be travellin’ where they’re unravellin’
Jupiter’s javelin smite

Climb up to the clouds
We’re the few and the proud here tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight)
Indulging a dream
Like the smoke and the steam taking flight
(In flight, in flight, in flight)
The evening papers can peer through the vapors
Which cover our capers from sight
(From sight, from sight, from sight)
Where static explodes from our five-finger nodes
Into plasmatic roads made of light
(Of light, of light, of light, hey!)

What a thing to behold
We’ll be way up high
When we take the sky

We’ve ridden the wheel
That hangs at our heels tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight)
There’s dozens around
Who are holding the ground very tight
(Very tight, very tight, very tight)
But cool are the cats who’ll be hanging their hats
Way up here where the bats couldn’t bite
(Couldn’t bite, couldn’t bite, couldn’t bite)
Few mortals would dare to the mischief we share
In the throes of such hair-raising frights
(Such frights, such frights, such frights)

So widen your eyelet
‘Cause I am the pilot tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight)
And all those behind
May they pay me no mind, but they might
(They might, they might, they might)
I’ve stolen away for an evening of play
And I wish I could stay at this height
(This height, this height, this height)
To linger the level where angels could revel
Or are these the devil’s delights
(Delight, delight, delight, hey!)

What a thing to behold
We’ll be way up high
When we take the sky

At last we’re descending
We’re reaching the ending tonight
You’re shook to your tail
And your lips are so pale, nearly white
Let’s go get some rest, it is all for the best
If the atmosphere’s guests are polite
Again we could treasure a night of such pleasure
So long as the measure is slight

Đóng góp từ Surge & Lan

(0:00-1:10)

There's love in the air
And I'm taking you there tonight
So let's hang like a key
Flying fancy and free from a kite

The morning edition and trusted magicians
Say all the conditions are right
So up we'll be travellin' where they're unravellin'
Jupiter's javelin smite

Climb up to the clouds
We're the few and the proud here tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight)
Indulging a dream
Like the smoke and the steam taking flight
(In flight, in flight, in flight)

The evening papers can peer through the vapors
Which cover our capers from sight
(From sight, from sight, from sight)
Where static explodes from our five-finger nodes
Into plasmatic roads made of light
(Of light, of light, of light, hey)

What a thing to behold
We'll be way up high
When we take the sky

(1:35-2:45)

We've ridden the wheel
That hangs at our heels tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight)
There's dozens around
Who are holding the ground very tight
(Very tight, very tight, very tight)

But cool are the cats who'll be hanging their hats
Way up here where the bats couldn't bite
(Couldn't bite, couldn't bite, couldn't bite)
Few mortals would dare to the mischief we share
In the throes of such hair-raising frights
(Such frights, such frights, such frights)

So widen your eyelet
‘Cause I am the pilot tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight)
And all those behind
May they pay me no mind, but they might
(They might, they might, they might)

I've stolen away for an evening of play
And I wish I could stay at this height
(This height, this height, this height)
To linger the level where angels could revel
Or are these the devil's delights?
(Delight, delight, delight, hey)

What a thing to behold
We'll be way up high
When we take the sky

(3:12-3:45)

At last we're descending
We're reaching the ending tonight
You're shook to your tail
And your lips are so pale, nearly white

Let's go get some rest, it is all for the best
If the atmosphere's guests are polite
Again we could treasure a night of such pleasure
So long as the measure is slight