Its getting late Think I'll turn in The moon is out and it's much to cold to swim I left your photo in this pool With all the thoughts I weave in order to recall you, you
Out in the pale grey moth light sky I see my breath like ghosts to fragile to take flight I held the photo to the light And traced the symmetry as fingerprints divide Divide
And I'll keep moving westward Along these streets at once descending Shift beneath the floorboards Of our bed as you lie sleeping I'll bring you fire To dissolve the memory of All I wonder unavenged Silence keep repeating Its the same Its the same
Lets get cold together Together Lets get cold together Oh together
Lets get cold together Together Lets get cold together Oh together
