Moonshine - James Tillman, Flwr Chyld

If these buildings crumble

And all these machines shut down

Im still here for you

If this city goes dark

And all these machines melt down

Im still here for you

Things may come and things may go

But not my love

Things may come and things may go

But not my love for you

Mysterious

He rolled back into town

With war stories to tell

He met a girl and she listened well

So he poured out his soul

He said «i dont like what my city’s become now

But its my hometown»

So the love still the same

And now she is a part of it

Eyes shine bright like the heart of it

So his love for her

Always will remain

Things may come and things may go

But not my love

Things may come and things may go

But not my love for you

If these buildings crumble

And all these machines shut down

Im still here for you

If this city goes dark

And all these machines melt down

Im still here for you

They met up on a late night

Heart racing like some race-bikes

Sw, sw-swtichin' into high gear (high gear)

He took her on a ride in his skyline

Moon shining up above

She watched the red lights atop the skyscrapers peel away

As he punched on the gas

She cried out «dangerous»

But deep down she liked the rush

And thrill of it all

Things may come and things may go

But not my love

Things may come and things may go

But not my love for you

If these buildings crumble

And all these machines shut down

Im still here for you

If this city goes dark

And all these machines melt down

Im still here for you