Cassette Conversations from LIVING GHOSTS by Promenade Cinema

The curtain calls,
You copywrite black and white visions.
In echoed halls,
The city is hidden superstition.
A fluorescent night,
Under metallic light.
Make your exit.

This is your last communication,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
Making your final observation,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
I watch the light fade from your eyes.

Forget your name,
A telephone ringing on the concrete.
A lover’s game (through window panes),
The nightlife moving to a drumbeat.
You close your eyes,
Goodbyes, apologise.
Take your exit.

This is your last communication,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
Making your final observation,
Cassette conversations.
Cassette conversations.
I watch the light fade from your eyes.

They idolize (scandalize),
The champagne drinking in the sunrise.
You recognize (romanticize),
And vanish.
You hold a cigarette, silhouette.
You hold a cigarette, silhouette.
Fantasize, socialize, glamorize, classified.

• Electronic
• cinematic
• darkwave
• debut
• electronic
• electropop
• pop
• soundtrack
• synthpop
• United Kingdom