Contact

Long day.
The clouds are here to stay.
Rolling over,
Up against my window pane.

Dark place.
Trouble’s on the way.
Coming down on you,
When you turn your eyes away.

I’m making contact.
I’m having impact.
I’m making contact.
I’m having impact.

Foul play.
I’ve thrown the rules away.
I’m a victim on a mission, and
Today is judgement day.

Dark days.
This time you’re gonna pay.
I’ve got an eye on you.
Ain’t gonna let you get away.

I’m making contact.
I’m having impact.
I’m making contact.
I’m having impact.

Cool rain.
Could wash the mess away.
I’ll need a breakneck current
To take away my shame.

Lost name.
It’s gone for better days.
When it’s time I die
I’ll be one more soul to claim

Under the sun.

lyrics by Alek Vila
©1999 Racing Heart Records