Text: Turin Brakes. Other. Nine To Five.

Two lights just blanket
One north and the other one south
You can see them from the stratosphere
I swear they are
In the city someone?s Dad just died
In another one someone looks up to find me smiling
Cloud looking down as if it was alive

In the nine to five
In the children?s eyes
Where the airplane fly?s
I feel the magic

Well if I turned off this TV
And took a walk in the rain
Could the city streets teach me?
And not just fill me with fear again
I know I?m just indulging
I don?t deserve to feel this strange
So tonight I?m gonna fell alright with myself again

In the nine to five
In the children?s eyes
Where the airplane fly?s
I feel the magic