My Own Face Inside The Trees-The Clientele

[ti:My Own Face Inside The Trees] [ar:The Clientele] [al:Strange Geometry] [offset:0] [00:00.74]All the pines that shiver in the park [00:03.39]Kick my fever through the dark [00:05.25]Through the railings and the iron [00:07.50]Empty bars and tenement lines [00:09.63]Something slips back into place [00:11.57]For a second there’s a trace [00:12.72]Of my face inside the trees [00:15.84]Sudden light in everything [00:18.87] [00:33.71]I get up and head down into work [00:36.15]Running errands like a jerk [00:38.05]But the fever does me in [00:40.25]Never touching anything [00:42.00]Like the sea inside a shell [00:44.01]Everything speaks to itself [00:45.96]Darkness comes at half-past three [00:48.10]My own face is in the trees [00:50.12] [01:25.04]For six years I have seen a friend [01:29.62]In summer crowds in Europe [01:32.90]When the evening falls [01:36.19] [01:41.80]For six years I have seen a friend [01:45.72]In summer crowds in Europe [01:49.67]When the evening falls [01:58.31]So I left myself back in the night [02:00.76]Moving into clearer light [02:02.64]Neither here nor really gone [02:04.70]Both surrounded and alone [02:06.61]Like the sea inside a shell [02:08.66]Everything speaks to itself [02:10.61]Darkness comes at half-past three [02:12.70]My own face is in the trees