Gloria Deluxe - Heat Of The Desert lyrics

More than the heat of the desert More than the frauds from the Lord More than the blue of the ocean Is your heart's longing for home Donate your soul to the devil Give up your lungs to the winds of the plain And all your sins come encroaching Into that moment of pain Listen to the sound as the street lights shift Drinking in that moment of gasping for breath Her throat held fast upon the bed Her mind reeling from the things she might have said The screams of the girl trapped in the upstairs apartment As she tries to catch her breath as she attempts to head for the door As the ceiling begins to swirl And shift One more time, perhaps the last time She's on the brink, walking that fine and crooked line Between this world and the next And trying to capture that moment of gasping for breath Well there's just one thing she can count on And that's the instinct of the lung Well there's one thing to be said It's one moment that will never never be recorded and she knows it