Brown coat dragging on the floor
I don't want to hunt no more
Cracked glass ceiling lets in grey
I just want to drift away
Kodak lens and silver wire
Flashbulbs sparking like a fire
Buses humming in the street
Burning rubber, summer heat
Greenhouse fever, humid air
Tangling vines inside my hair
Hold the frame and lock the view
I am drifting next to you
Paper maps and coffee stains
Blood is rushing through my veins
Watch the ferns begin to lean
Deepest shade of velvet green
Greenhouse fever, humid air
Tangling vines inside my hair
Hold the frame and lock the view
I am drifting next to you
Tear the page and let it fly
Cut the string and touch the sky
Shatter every window pane
Wash the city in the rain
Leather boots and heavy stride
Nowhere left for us to hide
Snap a picture of the rust
Turning all our gold to dust
Cold wind blowing through the gap
Falling right into the trap
Keep the shutter open wide
Take a ride on the high tide
Greenhouse fever, humid air
Tangling vines inside my hair
Hold the frame and lock the view
I am drifting next to you
Lock the view.
Just me and you.
(Fuzz fade out)
