Draw close and listen up
these words may never reach you,
it doesn't matter it's the road you're on.
We climbed up on a hill
to see a little further
down below a mist hung over the fields.
And the stars are falling away
like raindrops on glass,
further apart,
slowly spinning dark.
These words may never reach you,
it doesn't matter it's the road you're on.
They wanted to go into the field
they wanted to go into the mist
sometimes it's better looking from the outside in.
We're falling to dust
like a butterfly in a rainstorm,
broken kid's heart
slowly spinning dark.
The drawing down of finished things,
you can almost taste the pain
you can almost touch it
- pick up if you're there.
Look for the cranes along the skyline
you will find the open sea
breaking waves along the shore
pebbles scattered on a beach.
There's a star for everyone
look out for mine and hold on.
There's a star for everyone
too many fall, too many fade.
One by one the signal's fail
the sky is full of comets' tails
- pick up if you're there,