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Torch the Midnight Town by Jonatan

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Torch the Midnight Town by Jonatan - Celtic Folk-Pop, New Wave, Blue-Eyed Soul, Pop-Rok music cover art

Torch the Midnight Town

Celtic Folk-Pop, New Wave, Blue-Eyed Soul, Pop-Rok

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Under a smoky sky, we walk two-by-two, slow and sure.
Your cigarette ember lighthouse on the pavement, small and pure.
Record shop door yawns, vinyl scratches a lazy, ghostly tune.
Orange-glow puddles on the cobblestrip, streetlight melting into June.
Walking bass like a slow fist, drums push, they pull me in.
I could beg, I could plead, ooh, for one more reckless spin.
Say my name like a prayer beneath the pub's blue light.
Runaway hearts — we torch the midnight town.
We light the alleys up until the sun comes down.
Raise a glass, shout my name, make the rafters sound.
Runaway hearts — we torch the midnight town.
Door slams, laughter cracks, banjo pops, bridings act.
Piano scrapes the stairwell, plucks and races, banjo snaps back.
Fiddle verse, banjo, they trade the line like sparks off flint and glass.
A creer folds the night like a tired sigh, piano rides the edges, keeps us braced.
Walking bass drives, drums drive, the floorboard wants to fly.
I could beg, could plead, could steal the dark and give it to the sky.
Say my name loud beneath the pub's blue light.
Runaway hearts — we torch the midnight town.
We kick the doors, we steal the night, we turn the music loud.
Neon on your collar, amber on my sleeve, don't ask us to be s'mores.
We torch the midnight town.
Now come on, don't, don't, don't you see?
We're kids on the corner stealing constellations free.
Ticket booth, train track, night, you and me on a ripped up map.
I told you then, I told you loud, I'd burn the map for that.
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, run, run, shout, shout, shout, kiss, kiss, fall, fall, fall.
Hold me close, hold me fast, don't let the moment go.
Let the church bells crash in stereo, trombone slide, sax answers low.
Pony unfolds a night like a sign and pushes us to sing.
Walkin' bass and drivin' drums, now the whole room starts to swing.
Runaway hearts — we torch the midnight town.
Orange glow and whiskey sweet, we lay the old streets down.
Scream my name and I will scream it back, don't you back down.
Runaway hearts — we torch the midnight town.
Hearts on fire, hands in the air, sing!
Runaway hearts — torch it up!
Midnight town — alive!
Torch it up! Torch it up!
Midnight town — alive!