There's a thrill in the skyline
A chill in her hair
With the night softly resting
On the crest of her stare
I've slowly undressed you
And assured you a smile
Where the darkness unfolds you
Into cramps of my style
I've driven your highways
Your loneliest roads
They've taken us further
Than we've ever grown
From the buttons of shoulders
To the seams of our pants
When flowers go floating
By the bees in a trance
I never quite answer
the questions that lie
Away from the fires
That burn the night sky
There something in silence
That we'll never guess
We're keeping it secret
To clean up our mess
