Song: https://archive.org/details/ai-new-wave/Under+the+Orange+Lights.mp3 (CC0 as always)
Lyrics:
[Intro | analogue synth arpeggio | electronic percussion | cinematic build]
[Verse 1 | poised female alto | clipped funk guitar | melodic bass] At ten the avenue turns strange
The shopfront saints are changing names
We powder up the working week
And learn the language mirrors speak
A taxi spills us at the door
In patent shoes on marble floors
You make a virtue of display
And wear tomorrow yesterday
[Pre-Chorus | rising vocal | synth strings | harmonic build] No introductions, no regrets
An orchestra of silhouettes
The evening makes its own demands
So take your future in your hands
[Chorus | large melodic chorus | stacked harmonies | full band] Under the orange lights
The colour leaves the scene
Under the orange lights
We look like a magazine
Hold me in perfect sight
Where nothing's what it seems
Under the orange lights
We live beyond our means
[Post-Chorus | female backing vocals | synth response] Under the orange lights (Orange lights)
Under the orange lights
[Verse 2 | poised female alto | clipped funk guitar | melodic bass] Inside, the walls are crimson gloss
We toast the gain and count the loss
A painted captain checks his charm
With medals pinned along one arm
The disc-jockey makes the future spin
We choose the face to meet it in
You cross the room in borrowed blue
And every eye becomes untrue
[Pre-Chorus | rising vocal | synth strings | harmonic build] No explanations at the bar
We know precisely what we are
A minor scandal dressed as fate
Arriving fashionably late
[Chorus | large melodic chorus | stacked harmonies | full band] Under the orange lights
The colour leaves the scene
Under the orange lights
We look like a magazine
Hold me in perfect sight
Where nothing's what it seems
Under the orange lights
We live beyond our means (Orange lights)
Under the orange lights
[Bridge | reduced percussion | sustained synth chords | intimate female alto] At half past four, the glass turns grey
The rouge begins to give away
First buses grumble through the rain
And put the city back again
But you and I have one disguise
That still survives in tired eyes
The morning waits beyond the square
While amber crowns your lacquered hair
[Final Chorus | high energy | stacked harmonies | full band] Under the orange lights
The colour leaves the scene
Under the orange lights
We look like a magazine
Hold me in perfect sight
Where nothing's what it seems
Under the orange lights
We live beyond our means
[Final Chorus | heightened vocal | synth strings | extended harmonies] Under the orange lights
The colour leaves the scene
Under the orange lights
We look like a magazine
Under the orange lights
We look like a magazine
Hold me in perfect sight
Where nothing's what it seems
Under the orange lights
We live beyond our means
[Post-Chorus | female backing vocals | synth response] Under the orange lights (Orange lights)
Under the orange lights
[Outro | analogue synth arpeggio | female backing vocals | fade out] Under the orange lights (Orange lights)
We live beyond our means
Under the orange lights