In a twilight room they're fighting again
Like two plates of the Earth scraping
Looking through a pane where the air's rushing in
Is it summer or winter again?
On a bed on top of the sheets
In our room that smells like the sea
You will take your body like a saw to me
Living here at the end of the world
People walking hand in hand
Back at home sleeping till dawn
It's the time of day when you can be near
Almost anything
Like two plates of the Earth scraping
Looking through a pane where the air's rushing in
Is it summer or winter again?
On a bed on top of the sheets
In our room that smells like the sea
You will take your body like a saw to me
Living here at the end of the world
People walking hand in hand
Back at home sleeping till dawn
It's the time of day when you can be near
Almost anything