I can meet you by the road
where the spraypaint meets the grass
and your thirty second thoughts
melt into your time-lapse photographs
and the day, seems to float again
in the wake of your open arms
the needle skips along the wax
and the sun is solid gold
I sick my canines to the fat
'Cause a heavy vessel floats
and the day, seems to float again
in the wake of your open arms
your body's beached along the bay
I lit a bonfire and drowned it in your name
I split your film into the light
of the never ending day
and the cold collapsed my heart
so I buried it in the canyons of your claim
where the spraypaint meets the grass
and your thirty second thoughts
melt into your time-lapse photographs
and the day, seems to float again
in the wake of your open arms
the needle skips along the wax
and the sun is solid gold
I sick my canines to the fat
'Cause a heavy vessel floats
and the day, seems to float again
in the wake of your open arms
your body's beached along the bay
I lit a bonfire and drowned it in your name
I split your film into the light
of the never ending day
and the cold collapsed my heart
so I buried it in the canyons of your claim