Compositor: Ida Wenøe / Joel Sarakula / Kathryn Williams
Put the needle on the record, I've got to set it straight
In the tides of the evening soft words lap at our feet
Put the needle on the record, even though it’s getting late
In the swell of the evening soft words seal our fate
As we go walking into this maze (where are you? Where are you?)
You and I go different ways
Now I am losing myself
Getting lost inside you
Now I am losing myself
Put the needle on the record, watching blackness turn and move
The air is thinning your eyes hold just in the grooves
Put the needle on the record, two sides every time
We guess each other all the clues are in your eyes
As we go walking into this maze
You and I go different ways
Now I am losing myself
Getting lost inside you
Now I am losing myself
Getting lost inside you
Now I am losing myself
Put the needle on the record (put the needle on the record)
Put the needle on the record (put the needle on the record)
Put the needle on the record (put the needle on the record)
Now I am losing myself
Getting lost inside you
Now I am losing myself
Getting lost inside you
Now I am losing myself