Coming back to the city | |
That I never quite leave | |
Picture you be the ocean | |
Picture me coughing into my sleeve | |
Like a snake eating snake you confuse me | |
Who's killer ? | |
Who's captive ? | |
Who's free ? | |
In a city that kills by constriction | |
Throw your streets around me and squeeze | |
And draw down the stars | |
Draw down the stars | |
What's in your heart? .... |