The branches never leaned so low
I followed the path to the mountain road
Cut up through the neighbours yard
To make my back home
The smell of cigarettes in a smoldering can
Burning in the middle of the night
We huddle by it making plans
There's a comfort in knowing
There's nobody watching
The neighbours tucked in their beds
While the world lies in waiting
We'll work on our timing
Get it in our heads
There's a comfort in knowing
There's nobody watching
The neighbours tucked in their beds
While the world lies in waiting
We'll work on our timing
Get it in our heads
The bridge across the canyon
Water rushes below
Toss a bottle off the railing
And watch it float downstream
That complexity was our lasting love
We sit under churches awnings
And shelter from rain above
There's a comfort in knowing
There's nobody watching
The neighbours tucked in their beds
While the world lies in waiting
We'll work on our timing
Get it in our heads
There's a comfort in knowing
There's nobody watching
The neighbours tucked in their beds
While the world lies in waiting
We'll work on our timing
Get it in our heads
There's a comfort in knowing
There's nobody watching
The neighbours tucked in their beds
While the world lies in waiting
We'll work on our timing
Get it in our heads
There's a comfort in knowing
There's nobody watching
The neighbours tucked in their beds
While the world lies in waiting
We'll work on our timing
Get it in our heads