Words by steven page & ed robertson. music by ed robertson
A hydro-field cuts through my neighborhood Somehow that always just made me feel good I can put a spare bulb in my hand And light up my yard
Late at night when the wires in the walls Sing in tune with the din of the falls I'm conducting it all while I sleep To light this whole town
If you question what I would do To get over and be with you Lift you up over everything To light up my room
There's a shopping cart in the ravine The foam on the creek is like pop and ice cream A field full of tires that is always on fire To light my way home
There are luxuries we can't afford But in our house we never get bored We can dance to the radio station That plays in our teeth
If you question what I would do To get over and be with you Lift you up over everything To light up my room
A hydro-field cuts through my neighborhood Somehow that always just made me feel good I can put a spare bulb in my hand And light up my yard Light up my yard Lights in my yard Light up my yard
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