Moonland (Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds)

When I came up from out of the meat locker The city was gone The sky was full of lights The snow provided a silent cover In moonland Under the stars Under the snow And I followed this car And I followed that car Through the sand Through the snow I turn on the radio I listen to the DJ And it must feel nice (It must feel nice) It must feel nice to know That somebody needs you And everything moves slow Under the stars, under the ash, under the sand And the night drifts in The snow provided a silent cover And I'm not your favourite lover I turn on the radio And it must feel nice (It must feel nice) Oh, very, very nice to know That somebody needs you And the chilly winds blow Under the snow, under the stars The whispering DJ on the radio The whispering DJ on the radio I'm not your favourite lover I'm not your favourite lover And it must feel nice (It must feel nice) To leave no trace That somebody needs you And that somebody is me Under the stars, under the snow Your eyes were closed You were playing with the buttons on your coat In the back of that car In moonland Under the stars In moonland And I followed that car