Lirieke: Interpol. Public Pervert.

If time is my vessel, then learning to love might be my way back to sea The flying, the metal, the turning above - these are just ways to be seen We all get paid Some get faith before they die Then through the stars we will navigate Through the holes in your eyes How many days will it take to land? How many ways to reach abandon? Swoon, baby, starry nights May our bodies remain You move with me I'll treat you right, baby May our bodies remain There is love to be made So, just stay here for this while Perhaps heartstrings resuscitate The fading sounds of your life Swoon, baby, starry nights May our bodies remain As deep we move I'll feed you light, baby May our bodies remain In history I'll treat you right I'm honest that way