Both of my Noir Songs so far have been connected to the 1979 Futurama festival in Leeds- where I saw Joy Division before they went synthypop.
This is very cinematic and dramatic, eh?
To the centre of the city where all roads meet – waiting for you
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank – searching for you
Moving through the silence without motion – waiting for you
In a room with a window in the corner I found truth
In the shadowplay, acting out your own death – knowing no more
As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor
And with cold steel, odour on their bodies, made a move to connect
I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left
I did everything, everything I wanted to
I let them use you for their own ends
To the centre of the city in the night – waiting for you
To the centre of the city in the night – waiting for you
