Lyrics Ezra Furman – Heaven At The Drive–In

Come and find me hiding in the attic
I am deep inside the television static
If you don’t see me after a couple hours
You will know that I’ve surrendered to the power

I think you and me are disappearing
And we’ve trailed off in a car without the steering
So we’re deep in love and there is no returning
When I call you up the telephone is burning

With love it’s hanging on a wire
And strung above a forest fire
And hold on, hold on tight

I think you might be just the thing for me
If it’s things that make people happy
I can make these little memories
But I can’t let go

And I hope you know
This is real no joke
Hello
Hello anybody

So I think it’s clear that I’m a little crazy
In the way I care about calling you baby
But I’ll pick you up at ten minutes to seven
And I promise you I’m taking you to heaven

At the drive in soda pop and people
My life’s in some sort of upheaval
And you’re right there with me

I think you might be just the thing for me