standing at the bottom of the ocean; - Telefon Tel Aviv

Night came into

My heart for you

We left unsaid

Things we should dread

What good are we

If we can’t see?

The things we knew

They can’t save you

Nothing changes, people say

Change is coming anyway

Nothing changes, people say

Change is coming anyway

What good are we

If we can’t see?

The things we knew

They can’t save you