Calexico fade (hot rail) no one knows where the night can go except for the few lovers entangled and torn from the hour the stars now are starting to leave a silent moon begins to weep and the lovers fall further and further into the dark and deep come morning, without warning the absence of love's embrace like winter's light, it creeps on in and the moon's tears fade he starts the car and is driving away hearing her voice and tasting their last kiss that sent them spinning and racing the moon's glow lights the way otherwordly underwater dreamscape till a semi's headlights invade come morning, without warning the absence of love's embrace like winter's light, it creeps on in and the moon's sullen glow is fading the glow is fading the glow is fading soul escaping stars are leaving, the moon is weeping soul escaping soul escaping racing through the night... the glow is fading the glow is fading