Every avenue seems uncertain This film beam plays across your hands Someday I know you'll change your place in here Don't let the sunset make you sad In these jungles In these jungles The walls and the streets dissolve, I see Rooms are all overgrown, we leave Outside the sky's so bright We step out in the haze Time and time again In these jungles In these jungles In these jungles Ghostly perfume, rose and hyacinth A deep blue twilight over our heads The vistas melt and change in film escape Just let the sunrise make you glad In these jungles In these jungles

Dressed as a private man I go Fragile as any stance I know Voice on a golden wind I'm turning in the blaze The place is not the same I'll meet you on summer streets, you'll see Shadows and echoes made of me Light on my hands, I know You're talking in the haze The voice is not the same The walls and the streets dissolve, I see Rooms are all overgrown, we leave Outside the sky's so bright You're turning in the haze The face is not the same In these jungles In these jungles

Words by John Foxx. Published 1981 Island Music Ltd. Copyright 1981 Metal Beat / Virgin Records Ltd.

Recorded and mixed at The Garden. Engineered by Gareth Jones. Produced by John Foxx.

John Foxx : Vocals. Guitar. Synthesizers. Drum Patterns. Jo Dworniak : Bass.

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