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The Blue Nile - The Downtown Lights

The neon's and the cigarettes
Rented rooms and rented cars
The crowded streets, the empty bars
Chimney tops and trumpets
The golden lights, the loving prayers
The coloured shoes, the empty trains
I'm tired of crying on the stairs
The downtown lights
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kelar said…
saw paul Buchanon at Bristol last month.A great night.Very intimate.He played some new stuff as well.
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fallslikesnow said…
I'm highly jealous.
I've loved that band for years.
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LSFC admin said…
Seen Buchanan play at the Barbican a couple of weeks ago. Even though I've watched them a couple of times on Jools Holland I had my reservations about how thier music would come over live.
The concert was outstanding. He did a couple of lovely new songs and concluded with an original take of a Frank Sinatra song (which for some reason I can't recall the name of at present). I must say I'm quite surprised that various music critics haven't flagged up the Sinatra connection to the Blue Nile.
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