Deserted track and smoky lights. A velvet dance: minimal and delicate.
It enchanted me. With its awfully basic arrangements reduced to the bare essentials, a terribly pop hybrid of new wave and electronic eighties, those synthesizers with terribly horrible sounds. And the awfully sensual voice however common of Her, a forge of thoughtless sketched melodies.
Yet, it keeps bouncing in my head. Because it flows like a night drive home, on the highway.
"Night Drive" is the slowest dance of a drunk and alone girl,
with smudged mascara, at 4 in the morning.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
04 Running Up That Hill (06:06)
It doesn't hurt me
You want to feel how it feels?
You want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making
You, you and me.
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
Get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building
You don't want to hurt me
But see how deep the bullet lies
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder
There's a thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, you and me
You and me, won't be unhappy.
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
And get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building
C'mon, baby, c'mon c'mon darling
Let me steal this moment from you now
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling
Let's exchange the experience
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
And get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
And if I only could
Make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
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