Text: Turin Brakes. Bright Golden Lights (Home Recording).

The little men stroke my head
The little men in my bed
They suck me in for the evening

To the bright golden lights
I got to find my way out
I'm spinning around in my life
I got to get stoned or I can't go to sleep

The little men in my tears
The little men in my fears
They're pulling me out of the ether

To the bright golden lights
I got to find my way out
I'm spinning around in my life
I got to get stoned or I can't go to sleep

I'm a burnt out firefly
My wings won't reach the sky
I'm a burnt out firefly, oh
Taking over body and mind

Swimming in circles, staring at stars
Some satellite to beam me up
Light me a candle I'm so sick of sleeping

In the bright golden lights
I got to find my way out
I'm spinning around in my life
I got to get stoned or I can't go to sleep