| [00:00.21] | I can meet you by the road |
| [00:07.15] | where the spraypaint meets the grass |
| [00:14.22] | and your thirty second thoughts |
| [00:21.72] | melt into your time-lapse photographs |
| [00:29.34] | and the day, seems to float again |
| [00:36.79] | in the wake of your open arms |
| [00:43.49] | |
| [00:54.02] | the needle skips along the wax |
| [01:01.95] | and the sun is solid gold |
| [01:08.64] | I sick my canines to the fat |
| [01:16.08] | 'Cause a heavy vessel floats |
| [01:24.14] | and the day, seems to float again |
| [01:31.64] | in the wake of your open arms |
| [01:38.71] | |
| [01:54.46] | your body's beached along the bay |
| [02:01.84] | I lit a bonfire and drowned it in your name |
| [02:09.02] | I split your film into the light |
| [02:13.71] | of the never ending day |
| [02:16.89] | and the cold collapsed my heart |
| [02:20.08] | so I buried it in the canyons of your claim |