

Late train shaking up the window
Your name lands hard in the back of my throat
I cut the night into little pieces Trying to make this silence
float
Pull me close, then let me go Spin me round in that
afterglow Your reply in a broken tone Still I ride that line
alone
Say my name in a cut-up chicken
Half a heart in a silver haze
Move through me like a midnight wave
Gone too fast but I still stay
I still stay
I still stay (ahh) (ahh)