Song Lyrics
The clocks are flipping on their backs, these arms will bleed
Fireflies at our lips, these arms will bleed, let the currents take us where they will
Lightsleeper, golden gilded
Steal this moment, what s keeping you from waking
A statue of stoned beliefs, this swirl of smoke looks like her slender body
Your cold dark face reminds me of the night we learned to smoke, make this moment worth saving
thirty seven years until i show my face again
I ll fizzle and fade, from this hill i can see the world unfold before me Arms, inviting vision linger
i ll fizzle and fade
I m brooding over broken nights, lightsleeper
thirty seven years until i show my face again
I break each sentence like a limb, this is my exit The, i break each sentence like a limb
Thirty seven years until i show my face again, thirty seven years until i show my face again, this shallow stare has said it all
I ll be waiting, i m brooding over broken nights Lawrence, the clocks are flipping on their backs
From this hill i can see the world unfold before me, it would make my gloomy day
A monument to monumental dying thoughts, your cold dark face reminds me of the night we learned to smoke
what s keeping you from waking
I ll be waiting with wishful elation, this is my exit
Make this moment worth saving, don t stay too late, i storm out stage left
it ll feel like i left you so long ago
from this hill i can see the world unfold before me
Lightsleeper, i storm out stage left Lawrence, i see everything in frames now
What s keeping you from waking, i ll fizzle and fade Lawrence, make it worth saving
make it worth saving
it ll feel like i left you so long ago
I see everything in frames now, i m brooding over broken nights, this is my exit