i would walk home every evening
through the pyramids of light
i would feed myself on silence
wash it down with empty nights
then your innocent distractions
like anything i had felt before
and it was nothing at all
like i thought no it's so much more
no one else has ever made
when i asked you how you did it
now i walk home every evening
and my feet are quick to move
cause i know my destination
is a warm and waiting you
from our first communication
any thought of moderation
like anything i had felt before
and it was nothing at all
no one else has ever made
when i asked you how you did it
then your innocent distractions
like anything i had felt before
and it was nothing at all
no one else has ever made
when i asked you how you did it