Walking down summer street covered in snow
My dreams are all stuck in the back of my throat
City lips filling the sky up with smoke again
Walking down winter street, isn't it grand
We've gotten this far without some kind of plan?
Skyscrapers kissing the top of her head and they see...
Silver lights in her eyes, all these
Silver lights in her eyes, oh she
Reeled in the stars with a fishing rod
And froze them in seafoam ice
All these silver lights in her eyes
Walking down summer street covered in sun
Sleepy trees opening their little buds
Convinced that the heavens turned blue just for us again
And I'm sitting on winter street wondering how
To find the moon without somebody moving the clouds
And if I should just let her figure it out, cause I see...
Silver lights in her eyes, all these
Silver lights in her eyes, oh she
Reeled in the stars with a fishing rod
And froze them in seafoam ice
All these silver lights in her eyes
All these silver lights in her eyes