Hard Light - Intellectual

The thing with you

Time is of the essence

You are the city, the room, the weather, the flights, the plan

The reason and what excites the band

The strobes, the drugs, the heights

And how pics look in black and white

The kids, their hair, their shoes

And how they step their clothes with stripes in black and white

You are the album, its songs, their notes

The night, its stars, their sex, their moves, their light

Time is the thing with you

The thing with you

I’ll even throw in the apples