Aphelion
Aidan Moffat, Malcolm Middleton
Kick the sheets off the night
And fuck it 'till it's legs shake
If we can't make it alright
We can make a tiny earthquake
And her sound love's sweet
Send lover's tongues by night
In this black kingdom of touch
We hate our life
Blow a kiss to the night
And leave it on it's way now
All the fun has taken flight
And soon we'll have to face the day now
As heaven falls, the earth is spun
To pull us further from our sun
The war unwon, the deed is done
We're just victims of gravity
The final song fades out
And shadow fills the room
And we lie like grieving effigies
On our pocket-sprung tomb
Deep in indecision
And deep in a tristesse
Loving takes it's sleep
With just one last cold caress