[ Featuring the Deep ]
Walking home with her heels in hand
And the sun low over her shoulder
Spilling shadows at her feet
Muffling keys as they hit the lock
Avoiding floor boards like landmines
Sometimes she can't sleep
It scares the shit out of me
And sometimes
She dances on the fault lines
Scrub the evidence from her skin
Wash it down the sewers, pipes and drains
Wash it away
Mother Mary let it make it to the sea
Jesus Christ won't you let it be me
You won't get away with this
We won't get away
When I met you at the station
You were wearing that dress
The one that made me wish that we were
More than just friends
We tried to drown our lies
And you made me your alibi
I held you in the transit lounge
And I cursed my paper spine
I don't know what happens next
But I'm so glad of our mistakes
They will not look the other way
So let them stare
They will talk on every corner, so let them
We both know the going price on words
They will bury their spite hilt deep in our backs
F*ck them
We'll make them shine like constellations
Loose lips will sink this armada of lies
But keep your head up
We can tread water for all time
