The Tracers

(Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) Make your way to the edge of the world Last horizon calls winter sound Catch the clouds pour down from the sky Come to me, evaporate And my day stands so still Shoot the burning star in my eye Call the comet, ride it so far Come to me, evaporate (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) Someone guide me above Streams of silver and gold Ride the comet, ride it so far Come with me, evaporate Tracers, they come for all here They come to call us all here Tracers, they know we've lost the way Take all the love we lost here and scatter it away (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) Silver thoughts from above And the world stands too still Here they come for our heart Come and we evaporate The tracers, they come to our hill They come to call for all here Silver and gold pulls all the weight They come to calm us all down Take all the love, we're lost here It's all because we're lost here Silver and gold glows all so clear The tracers, they've come for all and they've scattered it away (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) --- The Tracers - Johnny Marr