threw myself on the floor
chasing time at the door
half-past nine self-control
lace your own heart on the door
night will mourn
and i'm sleeping on the better debt of day
like the rising off
they won't need me till tomorrow
night that claims the sky
forever dreams of a better day
half-past nine rise at four
tracing time after all
casting iron self-control
lace your heart on the door
night will mourn
and i'm sleeping on the better debt of day
like the rising off
they won't need me till tomorrow
night that claims the sky
forever dreams of a better day
say you'll be around
