Filaments Lyrics - Jet Plane And Oxbow - Shearwater

The night is like a black stone 

But it ripples in the wind 

And you are shaking like a new slave 

In an ultraviolet sun 

Shiver at the night sky 

From the ribbon of the road: 

Hollow little diamonds 

All embedded in the null 

Head like a blank screen 

A body alive 

You are living in the last rays 

Kicking up the nights 

Oh, little stars... 

In the center of the sun, in the stain spilling out into the light 

In the calling of the gulls, in the river running out into the night 

Some people run from themselves 

Some chain the dogs to the gate 

Some are living a lie 

Daddy's on the next plane 

And he's looking to survive 

He is soaking from a long run 

He is fingering a knife 

Summoning a white lie 

From the fingers to the mind 

You were watching the horizon 

But it was in you all the time 

Like a worm in the bloodline 

Like an urge wants release 

But you roll away the sun, 

Throw it back into the east 

Falling lights on the miracles of a golden age 

Blackened sounds of the millions in the streets today 

Where some people turn on themselves 

Some hang around for an age 

Some get paralyzed 

In the center of the sun, in the hole in the belly of the light 

In the shudder in the hull, in the river running out into the night 

There is someone in the room, there is someone in the darkness 

I'm taking everything back: 

When I led you down to the lake 

It was the thrill of my life