Lyric

Magic falls on trembling lids

It connects tomorrow

Sunlight pours on every morning

Burning the sky like bruises

The city turns, the east side spins

Seas of cashmere, the season’s scent

Where do the angels go?

Time brushes past the seasons

Morning fades away too fast

The rusted sky trembles above

I remember where you are

On the way I told you to return

Sticky sleep opens its umbrella

Electric currents dress the night

Ghosts float, I touch them with my fingers

Time brushes past the seasons

Morning drifts back to the sky

I can’t forget about sleep

You can’t forget about sleep either

We’re all the same

We’re all the same

The rusted sky trembles above

I remember where you are

On the way I told you to return

Sticky sleep opens its umbrella