Running over coloured hills

City shoes were made for these times – and these pools

Got a flat by the general store - a cemetery with painted walls

Two graves - opaque in the light

I\'m losing my apartment - Sister K

Just in time to steal away

in cold light- you\'re the passenger

We\'re stopping into depots on the way

They’re the last ones I will see

And that\'s all they will see of me

Walking high above the rocks

Lava flows and painted hills - I like your skin

Healthy in the off season - I will know you from this day

A long way from emergency

I\'m trying to remember what I said

Writing letters in the spring

And somehow you are everything

I\'m chasing down the answers - Sister K

Just in time you disappear

Your laughter - spirits in your hair

 

I\'m losing my apartment - Sister K

Just in time you disappear

Your laughter - spirits in your hair