Lyrics
Sky was smoker pink
We'd driven seven hours
Your rocky face
Talking nothing sitting down
Stopping by a field of cows
The spooky light cold enough to climb
Inside your arms in my mind
That's where I left myself behind
We stay till we don't feel a thing
We stay till we don't feel a thing
We're building towns out of ink
We realise pix-elated towers
But to think the world inside
Is just beyond our powers
When I go, give me chills
The spooky light cold enough to climb
Inside your arms in my mind
That's where I left myself behind
We stay till we don't feel a thing
We stay till we don't feel a thing