To Shoot Another Day Songtext
von Rosalie Cunningham

Impressionist art
Of amber and scarlet
On a window

The road in the rain
Focus and frame a single droplet
Reflect the object

All the protagonist′s desires fade to black
I can be everything in my own play
Roll the film, I will cut it my way
I wear a briefcase and tie, and I feel like a spy

To shoot another day
To shoot another day

A hazy vignette, around [?]
Feel the creaking door sound, and the wolf howling outside at the moon
She was talkin' too soon


And it′s the protagonist's desire to fade to black
To pull the curtain on her own life, turn her back
On the projection, and the cost that it leaves
Expose the film and cut the cameras and sing

I can be everything in my own play
Roll the film, I will cut it my own way
I wear a briefcase and tie, and I feel like a spy

To shoot another day
To shoot another day

It's the protagonist′s desire to fade to black
To pull the curtain on her own life, turn her back
On the protection, and the costs that it leaves
Expose the film, cut the cameras and sing

I can be everything in my own play
Roll the film, I will cut it my way
I wear a briefcase and tie, and I feel like a spy

Oh!

Roll the film, I will cut it my way
I wear a briefcase and tie, and I feel like a spy

To shoot another day
To shoot another day
To shoot another day!