The beauty of her, under electric light
The beauty of her, under electric light
Tears my heart out every time
Dawn There waiting, right outside
Dawn There waiting, right outside
She tears my heart out every time
Siren rising across the sky
Sirens rising across the sky
Tears my heart out every time
“Electric Light”, Polly Jean Harvey
(Is this desire?, 1998)
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