Draw Down the Stars - Tom McRae

Coming back to the city

That I never quite leave

Picture you be the ocean

Picture me coughing into my sleeve

Like a snake eating snake you confuse me Whos killer?

whos captive?

whos free?

In a city that kills by constriction

Throw your streets around me and squeeze

And draw down the stars

Draw down the stars

Whats in your heart?