歌词
Into the street of dreams, sprinkler mist,
The morning kissed the golden garden
The world is big, it twists my nerves,
That’s what I tell the silver elm like it hears my words,
Vanity mirror, a circled date,
She curls her hair, a gem to wear, a spell to ruin
And watch the time, the electric kind
Like a moth, are wings are formed drenched in the fluid
If you sleep before I do, light the path that I can follow through
So make a copy, build a you, then send them up when our two lips are blue
Now there’s fire on the mountain,
Leaping off the mountainside,
Chlorine in the water, and gravel in the baby’s cry
One hand’s turning pages, the other’s writing little lies
Out into the wild, all the stones you hope to step in single file
But oh the odds, dark frozen gods,
And a figure eight on an endless plain is going to take awhile
If you wake before I do, shake the feeling that you’re someone new
Cause by the time the dark creeps through,
It all wears off and you can see the truth.
That now there’s fire on the mountain
They’re leaping off the mountainside
Chlorine’s in the water, and rasp in the baby’s cry
And a wave like a monster, and a flash in the sky
But I got you honey, I’m holding you now
Don’t close me out, please don’t close me out
Written by: Jessy Ribordy
