Stands like a sloped old tower
Just lives to shave off the hours
Happy with the floor space
That we’ll spend in darkness
Feels just like you’re still in here
Light beams through every air hole
Dancing with the flickering candle
You’ll put it out when you’re done
That we’ll spend in darkness
Feels just like you’re still in here
WRITERS
Kristian Bell, Dan Rumsey, Mark Breed, Luke Oldfield