further to fly
simon, paul
as tired as a dream that wants to die
maybe you will find a love
that you discover accidentally
who falls against you gently
effortless music from the cameroons
the spinning darkness of her hair
a conversation in a crowded room going nowhere
sometimes i'll be walking down
the street and i'll be thinking
or is this some morbid little lie
lose you as i lose my light
days falling backward into velvet night
it wants soil as soft as summer
and the strength to push like spring
a broken laugh a broken fever
take it up with the great deceiver
lose you as i lose my sight
days falling backward into velvet night
the strength to let you go