Morning

On the bones of whores, I lay in clover

Just to feel a little closer to my soul

As in the distance, great ships pulled over

With their cargoes of sugar, Zoloft, and coal

There's no morning

There's no morning

Without you

My heart is calling

Yeah, it's calling

To you

Butterfly sluiced in petroleum, I flew

Through the glitter of saltwater dawns

Waking in the arms of men I thought I knew

Until the sun was swallowed by sandstorms

There's no morning

There's no morning

Without you

My heart is calling

Oh, it's calling

To you

Your face, your name

Hold me and never let go again

Your face, your name

Hold me and never let go again

Hotel window unfolds into a car park

Night and its diode light intelligence

That cylinder of flames above your heart

Blazing blue and white in vengeance

There's no morning

There's no morning

Without you

My heart is calling

Oh, it's calling

To you

My heart is calling

Oh, it's calling

To you

My heart is calling

Out to you

Lyrics, melody, vocals: Antonella Gambotto-Burke

Music, production: Gavin Monaghan