London Thunder - Tusks

I’m on the red-eye flight to nowhere good

How about you?

I’ve been in the air for hours

Meteor showers by the pool

So one last drink for summer

Always leaving never you

Come back to London thunder

The sound of sorrow in my room

And now the tables turn, it’s over

And with my fingers burned I start anew

And now I’ve come back down, I’m older

I look for something else to hold on to

There is no way to realign

Upholster skin I take back every line

Lost my mind in San Francisco

The worn out disco when tempers cooled

There is no water, there is no sound

Will you come around?

Will you come around?

There is no space, there is no time

Where’d you draw the line?

Where’d you draw the line?

Where’d you draw the line?

And now the tables turn, it’s over

And with my fingers burned I start a new

And now I’ve come back down, I’m older

I look for something else to hold on to

And now the tables turn, it’s over

And with my fingers burned I start a new

And now I’ve come back down, I’m older

I look for something else to hold on to

I’m on the red-eye flight to nowhere good