Stitches from Legacy Drivers by Ian Marquis

I drift like ashes through these paper walls
Children play, and lovers fight,
But the world it feels so small.
There's an enemy that stalks me like a fever in the rain
But I've got miles before me,
Miles behind, and this will never end,

Because I lost the art.
Because I broke a heart.
Because I broke the art.
Because I lost the heart.

I drag like a suitcase stuck in the door of a passing car,
And I smoke and I spark, and I know they're asking
"How'd he get so far?"
Oh, I don't know. I can't see.
But I still care, how you took me there.
It's a million mikes of stone,
But I'm coming home.

I'm coming home.

Up left, down and right,
You'll be safe and sound tonight.
Up left, down and right,
You'll be safe. You'll be safe.

Because I lost the art.
Because I broke a heart.
Because I broke the art.
Because I lost the heart.

Because I lost the heart.

• 80s
• Electronic
• duran duran
• new wave
• nine inch nails
• tears for fears
• Portland