Sleepless - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

We're on the skyline drive, and your eyes are closed

I can hear your heart over the sound of the road

And the cicadas' song under your exhales

And your breath dissolves in the violet air

And sleepless

I'm waiting for

A turning that

I've seen before

Drawing our net across the bottom of the lake

Pulling the bodies out, dragged to the pavement

And the fabric of the night unfolds

Like a camera where thе view explodes

And our mouths spill, full of mеtal

And sleepless

I’m waiting for

A turning that

I've seen before

Blush rolled on the windowpane

And dried in the concrete

A coarse light in your eye cuts

Through your arms folded like pleats

The light hung in pieces, as flesh

Caught torn with jagged edges

And sleepless

I'm waiting for

The turning that

I answer for

*unintelligible*