[00:19.43]There's a season in your eyes
[00:27.87]and a fever on your breath
[00:33.31]you're anchored to the tide
[00:33.93]and the rhythm in your chest
[00:34.12]I read the rings and count the city lights
[00:35.18]you sing a static sonnet on the dial
[00:44.00]you could talk a walk, through the mines
[01:05.56]
[01:10.75]or you could spend all your days
[01:13.25]just waiting for the night
[01:14.81]the stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire
[01:18.75]I see it all reflected in your eyes