Wild Nothing - Bend
It's a sound I know so well
A thousand voices bleeding into one
Listening to lovers talk
I only dream of ordinary things
The moon is low tonight
Any time of night
And I bend to keep myself in line
Any time of night
Half-awake I see her face
An angel swinging from a trapeze wire
Sad and lost with curly hair
And chicken feathers strapped against her back
The moon is low tonight
Any time of night
And I bend to keep myself in line
Any time of night
It's all I want
Any time of night
This strange desire come to life
Any time of night
Any time of night
Any time of night
The moon is low tonight
Any time of night
And I bend to keep myself in line
Any time of night
It's all I want
Any time of night
A strange desire come to life
Any time of night