Where am I tonight?
My hotel room won't remember me
And this dream will die, die by morning
And this dream will not remember me
Awakened by a droning voice
"I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes"
Is it a lady? Or is it a man?
Humming helicopters through the blades of a fan
I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes
On my feet to chase it down
The light switch spooks and runs away
I stumble back and hit the floor
Long shadows crawl beneath the door
To a passage
So poorly lit
There are moths flying away from it
Who am I tonight?
My hotel room won't remember me
From darkness enter prison girls
Pushing mops and kicking pails
Now's my chance, I clasp my chest
And declare unto my audience
"I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes"
"I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes"
The prison girls are not impressed
They're the ones who have to clean this mess
They've traded more for cigarettes than I have managed
To express
Filing past
Miles long
My cheek is frozen to the floor
The prison girls have filled their beds
Their thoughts to dry above their heads
(I'll wear them in the morning)
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
My hotel room won't remember me
And this dream will die, die by morning
And this dream will not remember me
Awakened by a droning voice
"I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes"
Is it a lady? Or is it a man?
Humming helicopters through the blades of a fan
I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes
On my feet to chase it down
The light switch spooks and runs away
I stumble back and hit the floor
Long shadows crawl beneath the door
To a passage
So poorly lit
There are moths flying away from it
Who am I tonight?
My hotel room won't remember me
From darkness enter prison girls
Pushing mops and kicking pails
Now's my chance, I clasp my chest
And declare unto my audience
"I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes"
"I love your long shadows and your gun powder eyes"
The prison girls are not impressed
They're the ones who have to clean this mess
They've traded more for cigarettes than I have managed
To express
Filing past
Miles long
My cheek is frozen to the floor
The prison girls have filled their beds
Their thoughts to dry above their heads
(I'll wear them in the morning)
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes
Neko Case
Neko Richelle Case (; born September 8, 1970) is an American singer-songwriter and member of the Canadian indie rock group the New Pornographers. Case has a powerful, untrained contralto voice, which has been described by contemporaries and critics as a "flamethrower", "a powerhouse [which] seems like it might level buildings," "a 120-mph fastball," and a "vocal tornado". Critics also note her idiosyncratic, "cryptic," "imagistic" lyrics, and credit her as a significant figure in the early 21st-century American revival of the tenor guitar. Case's body of work has spanned and drawn on a range of traditions including country, folk, art rock, indie rock, and pop and is frequently described as defying or avoiding easy generic classification.
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