Lyrics

We're shifting in to setting sight The transatlantic motion flight So much up here to pass by Are your ideas so hard to try Storm-time, another distraction I drink some gin and soak the action I drive all winter, listen to noise The lights behind the yellow voice I'm on this trip, it's so much fun A depth of view it's never re-run So much up here to pass by Are your ideas so hard to try Ambient drone, soaking full Inside my car I need a tool I like to starve, fade away Don't need the cash, just decay