Outside the racetrack
Inside the speedtraps
You'll find your place to lie down
Static cloud in the half light of a streetlight flickers out
At the centre of a still-life your life
You know you are winter in your sound
Stick around, wait around,
how can I stay when I won't wait around?
Outside the racetrack
Inside the speedtraps
You'll find your place to lie down
Static cloud in the half light of a streetlight flickers out
At the centre of a still-life your life
You know you are winter in your sound
Stick around, wait around,
how can I stay when I won't wait around?
Don't make eye contact, it doesn't mean interest
Don't make eye contact, it doesn't mean interest
It means that only some
Will see the sunrise
Will see the sunrise
We'll see through black eyes
