The blinds make stripes across the room My shoes are where we kicked them off The city's pouring through the glass And every little thing is back My phone lights up: the day begins A meeting, then the studio The market's calling, trains roll on Last night's still tucked beneath my skin Switch it on, the day comes back Same old names and same old plans All this sunlight feels too plain After how we slipped away Let the boredom have its turn It won't last, I know the way Same place when the sun goes down We'll bring the night back round again The coffee cools beside my hand The papers stack, the clocks behave The city wears its usual face Like nothing happened yesterday But there's a spark I can't explain A stolen look, a coded grin I carry every second still And count the hours till we meet Switch it on, the day comes back Same old names and same old plans All this sunlight feels too plain After how we slipped away Let the boredom have its turn It won't last, I know the way Same place when the sun goes down We'll bring the night back round again Let them have their tidy hours Their careful words, their doors held wide We know what waits beyond the rules We know exactly where to find it Switch it on, the day comes back Same old names and same old plans All this sunlight feels too plain After how we slipped away Let the boredom have its turn It won't last, I know the way Same place when the sun goes down We'll bring the night back round again
