Magic Dirt
The Scale
Got my search lights on
to seek you out below
and I'm weighing up the chances of
your and my skin stitching together
got the fire lit inside my house
so the smoke signal should get there soon
got my eye turned up to the glass
and the cold of the serpents waterfall
I'm weighing it up
I'm weighing it up in my head
I'm weighing it up
I'm weighing it up on the scale
in these hills I can breathe at last
and the night air is coming on through
got my eye turned up to catastrophe
and the arrival of you
got my search light on
on and on and on
and I'm weighing up the chances of
your and my, your and my skin stitching together
(Thanks to axycil for these lyrics)
From Letras Mania